He turned to the servant, reckless of what his face might betray.
“Where is Lady Janet?”
“In the dining-room, sir.”
He reflected for a moment. His own influence had failed. Through what other influence could he now hope to reach her? As the question crossed his mind the light broke on him. He saw the way back to her—through the influence of Lady Janet.
“Her ladyship is waiting, sir.”
Julian entered the dining-room.
EPILOGUE:
CONTAINING SELECTIONS FROM THE CORRESPONDENCE OF MISS GRACE ROSEBERRY AND MR. HORACE HOLMCROFT; TO WHICH ARE ADDED EXTRACTS FROM THE DIARY OF THE REVEREND JULIAN GRAY.
I.