“I have just parted from your husband,” he said, sternly.
She stared at him, and then burst out laughing.
“What do you mean?” she asked. “Is it a jest?”
“Is this a jest?” he asked, impressively, taking from his pocket-book the announcement of the marriage, cut from the Morning Post, and thrusting it into her hand.
She read it with knitted brows and evident amazement, and then looked up at him, pale to the lips.
“What can it mean, Hilary?” she faltered. “Surely I can’t have been married without knowing it! And yet of what happened between my leaving the Chase and finding myself here in London I can remember nothing at all!”
CHAPTER XX.
LORD CARTHEW FINDS HIS WIFE.
Hilary stared at Stella in undisguised amazement as she made the astonishing confession that, from the time of leaving the Chase until her arrival in London, she could remember nothing of what had happened to her.
Her statement seemed to fit in only too well with Lord Carthew’s belief that she was not in her right mind on her wedding-day.
It was necessary to learn fuller details, and Hilary led her to a bench in the Park, and seated himself beside her.