“Where to, my lady?” the chauffeur asked respectfully.
“Home.”
“Park Lane, my lady?”
“No. To Lynton House,” she answered.
The car started and Lady Ethel drew down the blinds for she was crying quietly.
CHAPTER XXXIV
When Baron de Croiseuil heard the magistrate’s decision that bail should be granted to Gaunt, his indignation was intense, for both his solicitor and Mr. Ruggles, K. C., had advised him that such an eventuality need not be considered. Immediately the case was over, he hastened back to his hotel where he was soon joined by Sherren, who had been in attendance at the court.
“English magistrates are fools,” the Baron cried angrily by way of greeting, and Sherren did not dissent from this stricture on the bench.
“What is your next move?” the latter asked.
“I haven’t yet considered it, for I had counted upon Gaunt being put safely out of the way for a time. What about the Amanti case?”