'Leslie Fotheringhame?'
'Yes; but Sir Piers said it was impossible.'
'He, too, could not leave our detachment.'
'How lonely he must be, shut up in that dull castle of Dumbarton. His name is a scarce one; is he one of the old Fotheringhames of Angus?'
'I believe so,' said Miss Erroll, colouring after she spoke.
'We should have made quite a pleasant quartette!' said Miss Montgomerie. 'Does he sing?'
'Oh yes—so well!' replied Annabelle, ere Falconer could speak.
'How do you know?' asked her friend, laughing.
Annabelle, usually taciturn and silent, now changed colour more perceptibly, and replied:
'Surely Mr. Falconer must have said so! How should I know, otherwise?'