"Next week we're going down to Seddon and things may get better there—But I can't stand it much more—not like this."
"Wait a bit. It'll come all right." Christopher spoke confidently. "I've know Rachel since she was a small child. She's half Russian, you know—you must always remember that—and Russian and Beaminster make a strange mixture—Wait——"
"That's so easy to say—" Roddy answered, shaking his head. "It's so easy to say, but I don't see just what's goin' to make things different from what they are——"
"No—one never sees," said Christopher. "And then Destiny comes along and does something that we call coincidence and just settles it all. Your trouble will be settled, Roddy, if you're patient——"
"Perhaps," Roddy said slowly, "you could see her a bit—find out——" he stopped.
"Anything in the world I can do I will. We'll find a way. Meanwhile, Seddon, there is a bit of advice I can give you——"
"What's that?" asked Roddy.
"Go and see the Duchess more than you've been doing. See her a lot—more than you did ever——"
"Oh! the Duchess!" Roddy sighed. "I don't know, but it all seems different with her now. I've changed, I suppose. All her ideas are old-fashioned and wrong; I used to think her rather splendid——"
"Yes—but she's ill and old, and you're the only person in the world she cares about."