Lord Ormont has eyes of an eagle for a speck above the surface.

All the more because the aunt is a gabbling idiot does he--I say it seeing it--fire up to defend her from the sneer of the lip or half a sign of it! No, you would be an your guard; I can trust you.

Of course you'd behave like the gentleman you are where any kind of woman's concerned; but you mustn't let a shadow be seen, think what you may.

The woman--lady--calling herself Lady Ormont,--poor woman, I should do the same in her place,--she has a hard game to play; I have to be for my family: she has manners, I'm told; holds herself properly.

She fancies she brings him up to the altar, in the end, by decent behaviour.