“Her ladyship would like to see you in her room,” he announced.
“Now is your chance,” Drake whispered earnestly.
But Gaunt did not move.
CHAPTER XIX
Lady Mildred was thoroughly upset by the interview with Baron de Croiseuil, for she realized that a grave warning had been given her. When her anger subsided, it was only natural that she should be curious about her husband’s past life in the Congo, and although she knew that Gaunt had been no saint, it was difficult to believe that he had ever done anything to warrant the Baron’s thinly disguised threat. Not for a moment did she regret the attitude she had taken up; indeed, pride had left no alternative, but all the same she was conscious of a feeling of uneasiness, and looked forward with impatience to meeting her husband.
She waited restlessly for the footman whom she had sent to see if he had returned.
“Did you give Mr. Gaunt my message?” she asked when he appeared.
“Yes, my lady.”
“Is he coming?”
“Mr. Gaunt did not say. He is in the billiard room with Mr. Drake.”