“Then you really were pursuing us,” said Lady Isabel. “I always said you were, didn’t I, Barnabas?”
“Is Lord Torrington here?” said Mr. Pennefather.
“Not exactly here,” said Priscilla, “at least not yet. But he will be soon. When we left home this morning he was fully bent on hunting you down and I rather think the police sergeant must have given him the tip about where you are.”
“The police!” said Mr. Pennefather.
“I don’t so much mind if it’s only father,” said Lady Isabel.
“You may not,” said Priscilla. “But I expect Mr. Pennefather will. Lord Torrington is very fierce. In his rage and fury he sprained Frank’s ankle. He might have broken it. In fact, the railway guard thought he had. I don’t know what he’ll do to you when he catches you.”
“Does he know we’re married,” said Mr. Pennefather.
“Is mother with him?” said Lady Isabel.
“She is,” said Priscilla. “But it’s all right. Aunt Juliet will keep her in play. You can count on Aunt Juliet until she finds out that you’re married—after that——— But it will be all right. We have come to conduct you to a place of safety.”
“An inviolable sanctuary,” said Miss Rutherford. “But we shall all have colds in the head before we get there if we don’t do something to dry ourselves.”