"No—not at present. Be cautious how you conduct this business. It is delicate."
"You may depend upon me, sir."
And Lafleur retired.
"Thus far it is well," said Greenwood to himself, when he was again alone. "I am relieved of a subject of frequent annoying reflection and suspense. Ellen's shame is unknown to those from whom I was most anxious it should be concealed. It can never transpire now!"
The clock struck six; and Mr. Greenwood repaired to his dressing-room to arrange his toilet for dinner.
CHAPTER LXXX.
THE REVELATION.
THAT same evening Mr. Chichester dined with his friend Sir Rupert Harborough, at the dwelling of the latter in Tavistock Square.
Whenever her husband invited this guest, Lady Cecilia invariably made it a rule to accept an invitation elsewhere.
The baronet and his friend were therefore alone together.
"This is awkward—very awkward," said Chichester, when the cloth was removed, and the two gentlemen were occupied with their wine.