Miss Desborough had been steadily regarding herself in the glass to see
if she had turned pale. She had. She set her teeth together until
the color partly returned. But she kept her face away from the maid.
"That'll do," she said quietly. "You can tell me all later. I have some
important news myself, and I may not go out after all. I want you to
take a note for me." She went to her table, wrote a line in pencil,
folded it, scribbled an address upon it, handed it to the girl, and
gently pushed her from the room.
*****
The consul was lingering on the terrace beside one of the carriages; at
a little distance a groom was holding the nervous thoroughbred of Lord
Algernon's dog-cart. Suddenly he felt a touch on his shoulder, and Miss
Desborough's maid put a note in his hand. It contained only a line:--
Please come and see me in the library, but without making any fuss about
it--at once. S. D.
The consul glanced around him; no one had apparently noticed the
incident. He slipped back into the house and made his way to the
library. It was a long gallery; at the further end Miss Desborough stood
cloaked, veiled, and coquettishly hatted. She was looking very beautiful
and animated. "I want you to please do me a great favor," she said, with
an adorable smile, "as your own countrywoman, you know--for the sake of
Fourth of July and Pumpkin Pie and the Old Flag! I don't want to go
to this circus to-day. I am going to leave here to-night! I am! Honest
Injin! I want YOU to manage it. I want you to say that as consul you've
received important news for me: the death of some relative, if you like;
or better, something AFFECTING MY PROPERTY, you know," with a little
satirical laugh. "I guess that would fetch 'em! So go at once."
"But really, Miss Desborough, do let us talk this over before you
decide!" implored the bewildered consul. "Think what a disappointment to
your host and these ladies. Lord Algernon expects to drive you there; he
is already waiting! The party was got up for you!" Miss Desborough made
a slight grimace. "I mean you ought to sacrifice something--but I trust
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