“ What?” exclaimed his lordship incredulously.
“Yes, my dear, that’s where I saw her, and mighty ill-at-ease she looked, poor little creature, not knowing a soul, and wishing she had not come, if I know anything of the matter! And the long and short of it is, Sherry, that there were some deep doings, and your wife was badly dipped. Now, maybe I wouldn’t have said anything about it to you if I hadn’t discovered that she went again, the very next night, but she did, and you know as well as I do that if she gets into the hands of that set she will be ruined in more ways than one.”
“My God!” Sherry said. “Oh, my God, what next will she do?”
Nancy patted his hand. “Now, don’t put yourself in a pucker, for there’s very little harm done yet! And don’t fly into one of your tantrums with the poor child, for she looked frightened to death when I saw her, and I don’t doubt she’s had her lesson without your scaring her worse than ever.”
“No,” he said. “No, I won’t. Charlotte Gillingham! Who in the devil’s name — ” He broke off, and got up abruptly. “By God, if I thought — Nancy, I’m off! You’re a deuced good friend, my girl, and I’m devilish grateful to you!”
“Well, give me another kiss, then!” she said, laughing.
The Viscount reached home again to find that his wife had gone out driving in the Park. It said much for his newfound sense of responsibility that, after a glance at the ormolu clock on the drawing-room mantelpiece, he sent round a note to Stratton Street, briefly excusing himself from accompanying Mr Ringwood on an expedition to Richmond.
When Hero presently returned to the house, she ran lightly upstairs, and the Viscount heard her moving about in the room behind the drawing-room. She did not sound to be in dejected spirits, which surprised him a little, and when she at last entered the drawing-room the start she gave upon seeing him there was one of unadulterated gladness. “Sherry! I had not thought you were at home! Do you not go with Gil, after all?”
“No. I’m dining at home. Come over here, Kitten: I want to talk to you.”
She blushed rosily. “Do you, Sherry? How comfortable that sounds!”