Said Mrs. Chadwick in French: "Where, in the name of uncommon things, did you find such a handsome groom?"
"I was rather lucky," replied Miss Annesley in the same tongue.
"Don't you see something familiar about him?"
Warburton shuddered.
"Familiar? What do you mean?"
"It is the groom who ran away with us."
"Heavens, no!" Mrs. Chadwick raised her lorgnette. "Whatever possessed you?"
"Mischief, as much as anything."
"But the risk!"
"I am not afraid. There was something about him that appeared very much like a mystery, and you know how I adore mysteries."
"And this is the fellow we saw in the police-court, sitting among those light o' loves?" Mrs. Chadwick could not fully express her surprise.