"
"And will she?"
"Find out-?" Ralph asked.
"Will she like him?"
"Do you mean will she accept him?"
"Yes," said Lord Warburton after an instant; "I suppose that's
what I horribly mean."
"Perhaps not if one does nothing to prevent it," Ralph replied.
His lordship stared a moment, but apprehended. "Then we must be
perfectly quiet?"
"As quiet as the grave. And only on the chance!" Ralph added.
"The chance she may?"
"The chance she may not?"
Lord Warburton took this at first in silence, but he spoke again.
"Is he awfully clever?"
"Awfully," said Ralph.
His companion thought. "And what else?"
"What more do you want?" Ralph groaned.
"Do you mean what more does she?"
Ralph took him by the arm to turn him: they had to rejoin the
others. "She wants nothing that we can give her."
"Ah well, if she won't have You-!" said his lordship handsomely as
they went.
CHAPTER 28
On the morrow, in the evening, Lord Warburton went again to see
his friends at their hotel, and at this establishment he learned
that they had gone to the opera. He drove to the opera with the idea
of paying them a visit in their box after the easy Italian fashion;
and when he had obtained his admittance- it was one of the secondary
theatres- looked about the large, bare, ill-lighted house.
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