Each gentleman had gone a little farther than he had at first intended. Richard Arden had a proud and fierce temper when it was roused. He was near saying what would have amounted to insult. It was a chance opening of the door that prevented it. Both gentlemen had stood up.
“Please, Sir, have you done with the room, Sir?” asked the man.
“Yes,” said Longcluse, and laughed again as he turned on his heel.
“Because three gentlemen want the room, if it's not engaged, Sir. And Lord Wynderbroke is waiting for you, please, Mr. Arden.”
So with a little toss of his head, which he held unusually high, and a flushed and “glooming” countenance, Richard Arden marched a little swaggeringly forth, to his dinner tête-à-tête with Lord Wynderbroke.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
STORIES ABOUT MR. LONGCLUSE.
