"You owe him much, then?"
"Everything! Him and Gracie."
In his boyish Impulsiveness, having been led on to talk about himself, he was half tempted to consult her about the matter that was troubling his mind in connection with Lord Deseret. But how should this half-foreign woman know anything about such matters. It was not likely that she had ever heard tell of Lady Susan Sandys. How should she? And so he lapsed into a brown study, thinking over it all.
He was aroused from it by another leading question from madame.
"And your father? Is he alive? Can he not help to solve your difficulty?"
"Well--you must think us a queer lot--we never saw our father till a short time ago. He has been living in France. We thought he was dead. He killed a man in a gaming quarrel long ago and had to live abroad, and he's been there ever since."?
"Truly, as you say, you are an odd family. Will you bring your brother to see me sometime?"
"I'm sure he would like it, but he's not often in town. You see, he has the brains and he's putting them to use. I'll bring him, though, the first time he's up."
It was not till afterwards that her interest in him and his struck him as somewhat unusual, and then he had other things to think about.
That same afternoon he went to Park Lane, and found Deseret House and asked for Lord Deseret.