“Not the smallest chance of it, I imagine. Ormskirk won’t marry her.”
Lady Mablethorpe showed signs of dissolving into tears. “Oh, Max, what is to be done if she won’t relinquish him?”
“She must be made to relinquish him.”
“If it were not for the unsettled state of everything on the Continent, I should feel inclined to send him abroad! Only I daresay he would refuse to go.”
“Very likely.”
Lady Mablethorpe dabbed at her eyes. “It would kill me if my son were to be caught by such a female!”
“I doubt it, but you need not put yourself about, ma’am. He will not be caught by her.”
She was a little comforted by this pronouncement. “I knew I could rely upon you, Max! What do you mean to do?”
“See the charmer for myself,” he replied. “St James’s Square, you said?”
“Yes, but you know how careful these houses have to be, Max, on account of the law-officers. I daresay they won’t admit you, if you have no card.”