I had a shelf made for his
three books alone. They hang in my bedroom and I look upon them as my
textbooks."
"I must tell Dartrey this," Miller remarked from behind. "I am sure
he'll be flattered."
"What can he want with you?" Lady Jane asked, dropping her voice a
little.
"I can't tell," Tallente confessed. "His visit puzzles me. He is the
hermit of politics. He seldom makes advances and has few friends. He
is, I believe, a man with the highest sense of honour. Perhaps he has
come to explain to me why they threw me out at Hellesfield."
"In any case," she said, as they stood for a moment on the step, "I feel
that something exciting is going to happen."
Miller, carrying his tweed cap in his hand, insisted upon a farewell.
"Sorry to have taken your guest away, Lady Jane," he said. "It's an
important occasion, however. Would you like me to bring Dartrey over,
if we are out this way before we go back?"
She shook her head.
"No, I don't think so," she answered quietly. "I might have an illusion
dispelled. Thank you very much, all the same.
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