Next morning she was out by herself.

In the afternoon Lord Ormont strode up to us his--military step--and most courteously requested the honour of an introduction.

I had broken the ice at last; from that moment he was cordiality itself, until--I will not say, until he had called her his own--a few little misunderstandings!--not with his countess.

You see, a resident aunt is translated mother-in-law by husbands; though I spare them pretty frequently; I go to friends, they travel.

Here in London she must have a duenna.