"Lady Blankville!" exclaimed the baronet, turning from the table as he lost his last stake, and walking towards the concert-room.
"Lady Blankville," repeated the captain.
"Lady Feodora is not anxious to see me—is she?" said Sir William, bitterly.
"She did not say that she was," replied Shuffles.
"No; she did not!" added the baronet, stopping suddenly, and looking his companion in the face. "Will you do me the favor to walk in the garden with me?"
"While the ladies are waiting for us, it is hardly proper to be absent from them," replied Shuffles, troubled by the manner of the young gentleman.
"Perhaps you are right," mused Sir William. "Will you meet me alone at the hotel, after the ladies have retired?"
"For what purpose?" inquired Shuffles, nervously.
"I have not time to explain now. Will you meet me?" continued the baronet, earnestly.
"If possible, I will."