"Undoubtedly, madam."
"Miss Lloyd's interests in this matter must not be allowed to suffer. The case appears to be one that requires the most minute and strict investigation, and I shall at once place it in the hands of Mr. Barclay."
Olive bowed.
"Mr. Kelvin will no doubt either seek an interview with Miss Lloyd, or write her full particulars, as soon as he is strong enough to do so."
"I decline to let Miss Lloyd be troubled in the affair. She is going up to town with me on Monday next. Mr. Kelvin had better communicate direct with Mr. Barclay."
Again Olive bowed.
"I will not fail to deliver your ladyship's message."
"Perhaps, after all, it's quite as well that you did not marry Captain Dayrell," said Lady Dudgeon to Eleanor. "He would hardly have liked having to give up your dowry."
Eleanor rose to her feet, and stood for a few moments with her hands pressed to her temples, as though striving to realize to herself the strange tidings that had just been told her. "I have no name--no home," she said, in a dreamy way, as if communing with herself. "I can work for my living; I am not afraid of that. But--but I have lost my father, and I have no name!"
At this instant the door was opened, and in walked Sir Thomas.