"Good-night, mumsey; good-night, God," murmured Meg, thinking she was saying her prayers, and fell fast asleep.
Keith went downstairs again, and met Fenton in the hall.
"Say!" exclaimed that gentleman, "where have you been?"
"Putting Meg to bed," replied Stewart, laughing. "I found her wandering about like an unquiet spirit," and having no desire for a conversation with Fenton, he strolled off to the drawing-room leaving the American looking after him with an angry frown.
No one was in the drawing-room but Ezra and the ladies--the former being seated at the piano playing over the music of "Eblis," while Kitty Marchurst stood beside him, looking over his shoulder. Lazarus had just finished a valse, which was not by any means original, being made out of reminiscences of other music.
"There's only one decent thing in the whole opera," said Kitty impatiently--"this," and she hummed a few bars; "it's called, 'Woman's Deceit.'"
"Disagreeable title," said Keith idly.
"But a capital song," retorted Kitty "Eblis sings it--that's the principal character."
"You seem anxious to play the devil," said Stewart, with a smile.
"What do you mean?"