Lady Dudleigh rose.
“I don't want a room,” said she. “I intend to go in a few minutes.”
“Anyway, ye'd better come to your room now, and not keep us waitin',” said the woman.
“You needn't wait,” said Lady Dudleigh.
“Come along,” said the woman, impatiently. “It's no use stayin' here all day.”
Lady Dudleigh felt annoyed at this insolence, and began to think that Sir Lionel had run away while she had forgotten about him. She said nothing to the women, but walked toward the door. The two stood there in the way.
“I will go down,” said she, haughtily, “and wait below. Go and tell Sir Lionel.”
The women stared at one another.
{Illustration: “SHE WAS DRAGGED ALONG HELPLESSLY."}
“Sir Lionel Dudleigh,” said Lady Dudleigh, “is with Dr. Morton on business. Tell him that I am tired of waiting, or take me to the room where he is.”