ILLUSTRATION
| "AS THOUGH SHE LISTENED STILL TO WORDS IN HER EARS" | [Frontispiece] |
| "LADY HENRY LISTENED EAGERLY" | Facing p. [30] |
| "'INDEED I WILL!' CRIED SIR WILFRID, AND THEY WALKED ON" | [52] |
| "LADY HENRY GASPED. SHE FELL BACK INTO HER CHAIR" | [100] |
| "HE ENTERED UPON A MERRY SCENE" | [242] |
| "'FOR MY ROSE'S CHILD,' HE SAID, GENTLY" | [254] |
| "HER HANDS CLASPED IN FRONT OF HER" | [356] |
| "SHE FOUND HERSELF KNEELING BESIDE HIM" | [480] |
LADY ROSE'S DAUGHTER
I
"Hullo! No!--Yes!--upon my soul, it is Jacob! Why, Delafield, my dear fellow, how are you?"
So saying--on a February evening a good many years ago--an elderly gentleman in evening dress flung himself out of his cab, which had just stopped before a house in Bruton Street, and hastily went to meet a young man who was at the same moment stepping out of another hansom a little farther down the pavement.
The pleasure in the older man's voice rang clear, and the younger met him with an equal cordiality, expressed perhaps through a manner more leisurely and restrained.
"So you are home, Sir Wilfrid? You were announced, I saw. But I thought Paris would have detained you a bit."