“The bail will be as before,” the magistrate announced abruptly.
And John Gaunt, who stood in the dock, drew a deep breath of relief.
CHAPTER XXXV
When Lady Mildred was told that her sister had gone away in the motor-car without leaving any message, she at once jumped to the conclusion that her journey was to London. She had been aware that Lady Ethel had been very anxious, and it was natural to think that she might go to see John Gaunt with the idea of affecting a reconciliation between herself and her husband.
The week’s solitude had somewhat softened her feelings, but there still remained some bitterness. And perhaps, too, jealousy that Gaunt would not make a sacrifice to retain her love.
But when the afternoon came to an end, she began to wait with impatience her sister’s return, and her restlessness increased with each passing hour. When at last the sound of the car could be heard she ran eagerly to meet her.
“Where have you been? Why did you not tell me you were going?” she demanded impetuously.
Lady Ethel smiled a little wanly as she threw off her furs.
“I have been to London. But let us go to your room, dear.”
The sisters did not speak again until they were alone and there was great anxiety in Lady Mildred’s eyes.