The Duke started forward.
"She has gone?" he almost hissed.
"Gone? No! She is in the drawing-room with him."
"With Lovelace! And you permit it? You stand by and watch another man—"
"Say farewell to my wife. But I am not watching it, as you see."
The anger died out of his Grace's eyes.
"Farewell? Do you tell me you at last came to your senses?"
"We found that we both laboured under a delusion," replied Carstares pleasantly.
"I am delighted to hear you say so. I hope you will for the future keep a stricter hold over Lavinia."
"Do you?"