He writhed under Lady Charlotte's tolerating scorn of "the young woman." It roused an uneasy sentiment of semi-hostility in the direction of my lord; and he had no personal complaint to make.
Lord Ormont was cordial on the day of the secretary's installation; as if--if one might dare to guess it--some one had helped him to a friendly judgement.
The lady of Aminta's eyes was absent at the luncheon table.

She came into the room a step, to speak to Lord Ormont, dressed for a drive to pay a visit.
The secretary was unnoticed.
Lord Ormont put inquiries to him at table, for the why of his having avoided the profession of arms; and apparently considered that the secretary had made a mistake, and that he would have committed a greater error in becoming a soldier--"in this country." A man with a grievance is illogical under his burden.

He mentioned the name "Lady Ormont" distinctly during some remarks on travel.

Lady Ormont preferred the Continent.
Two days later she came to the armchair, as before, met Weyburn's eyes when he raised them; gave him no home in hers--not a temporary shelter from the pelting of interrogations.

She hardly spoke.