He looked at her as if he thought she would disbelieve him, but she said—
"Nay, I do believe you, Welter. You are not an ill-natured man, but you are selfish and unprincipled. So am I, perhaps to a greater extent than you. At what time is that fool of a German coming?"
"At half-past eleven."
"I must go to that woman Brittlejug's party. I must show there, to keep friends with her. She has such a terrible tongue, I will be back by twelve or so."
"I wish you could stay at home."
"I really dare not, my dear Welter. I must go. I will be back in good time."
"Of course you will please yourself about it," said Lord Welter, a thought sulkily. And, when he was by himself he said—
"She is going to see Charles Ravenshoe. Well, perhaps she ought. She treated him d——d bad! And so did I."