"I am not hard-hearted," snapped Beryl. "I always do good—"
"When it is to your own benefit."
"Not always. For instance, I am down here to get a small boy a post with Miss Plantagenet as a page."
"That is very good of you," said Lucy, scornfully.
"Ah, you see I can do a kind action. This boy is a grandson of Lord Conniston's housekeeper, Mrs. Moon."
"At Cove Castle," said Lucy, with some color in her face. "I know."
"Do you know Lord Conniston?" asked Julius suspiciously.
"I have met him once. He seems to be a most delightful fellow."
"What a delightful speech for a lady," said Beryl. "Conniston is a scamp. I heard he enlisted in the Lancers."
"It shows how brave he is. Every man worth calling a man should go to the front."