"Yes," said her ladyship, who immediately rang the bell, and dispatched a message to the young duchess's dressing-maid.
A few minutes elapsed, and an answer was returned to the effect that her grace would be ready in time to catch the train.
The travelling carriage was at the door, and all the lighter luggage, such as dressing-bags, extra shawls and umbrellas, were put in it.
And they waited full fifteen minutes, without seeing or hearing from the loitering bride.
"I will go up to Salome myself," said Lady Belgrade, impatiently.
"No, pray do not hurry her; if we miss this train we can take the next, and though we cannot catch the night-boat from Dover to Calais, we can stop at the 'Lord Warden' and cross the Channel to-morrow morning," urged the duke.
"At least I will send another message to her, and let her know that the time is more than up," said her ladyship.
And again she rang the bell and sent a servant with a message to the lady's maid.
Full ten minutes passed, and then Margaret, the maid, came herself to the drawing-room door, begged pardon for her intrusion, and asked to speak with Lady Belgrade.
Lady Belgrade went out to her.