The paragraph was brief; it had a flavour.

Promise of more to come, pricked curiosity.

He read it enraged, feeling for his wife; and again indignant, feeling for Diana.

His third reading found him out: he felt for both, but as a member of the whispering world, much behind the scenes, he had a longing for the promised insinuations, just to know what they could say, or dared say.

The paper was not shown to Lady Dunstane.