"Good morning, Lady Cynthia," he said, "I congratulate you on your masterly diplomacy."
"What do you mean?"
Her manner nowadays was very chilly towards her former favourite.
"In accordance with your admirable arrangements," he said, "my marriage is off."
"Oh, Reggie," her coolness changed at once, "I'm so glad—"
He held up a warning hand.
"But—you have broken a better man than I."
"Why, what do you mean?"
"Geoffrey Barrington. He has learned who the Fujinami are, and where his money comes from."
"You told him?"