"I see, I see; and that officer is to be Lieutenant Manning."
"I did not say so," said Sir George with a smile.
A tap at the door interrupted the conversation. Colonel Mason arose and opened it.
"May I come in?" was the question, and a sweet, grey-haired lady, with a troubled face, presented herself.
"Certainly, my dear," replied her husband. "Sir George and I were just finishing our conversation."
"I hope I am not intruding," she answered, looking from one to the other, "but if at liberty there is something I would like to speak to you about, while you are together."
"We are at your service," replied Sir George, "and so far as I am concerned, you could not have chosen a better moment."
And so saying, he courteously placed a chair for her.
CHAPTER IX.
"I'm all in a flutter and scarcely know how to begin," commenced Mrs. Mason, stroking down the folds of her dress, and looking timidly at Sir George.