The air blowing in from the window stirred the ruffles of my lord's shirt, and blew a strand of her dark hair across Diana's face. She caught it back and stared at Richard with a puzzled air.
"Pardon me, sir—but you are so like him!"
"I am his brother," answered Richard shortly.
Her eyes grew round with surprise.
"His brother, sir? I never knew Mr. Carr had a brother!"
"Mr.—who?" asked Richard.
"Carr. It is not his name, is it? I heard the Duke call him Carstares—and—my lord."
"He is the Earl of Wyncham," answered Richard, stretching out a hand to relieve Andrew of the jug of water he was proffering.
"Good—gracious!" gasped Diana. "B-but he said he was a highwayman!"
"Quite true, madam."