speak of you."

"Ah! But she has been away for some months. You have not seen much of
her, perhaps, since her return?"

"Very little," he acquiesced. "She only arrived in London just before my
uncle's death, and since then I have had to spend some time at
Dorminster."

"As a matter of curiosity," Naida enquired, "when do you expect to see
her again?"

"This afternoon, I hope," he replied,--"directly I leave here, in fact."

"Then you will give her a little message for me, please?"

"With great pleasure!"

"Tell her from me--mind she understands this, if you please--that she
is not to leave England again until we have met."

"Is this a warning?" he asked.

She looked at him searchingly.

"I wonder," she reflected, "how much of you is Lord Dorminster's
nephew."

"And I, in my turn," he rejoined, with sudden boldness, "wonder how much
of you is Matinsky's envoy."