"How do, Mr.
Wenham?
How's his lordship to-night?
Looks uncommonly well," said the manager smiling, as if he had never been out of temper in his life; and he was only too delighted to follow Lord Steyne's ambassador, and pay his personal respects to that great man.
The visit to Chatteris was the result of their conversation: and Mr.
Dolphin wrote to his lordship from that place, and did himself the honour to inform the Marquess of Steyne, that he had seen the lady about whom his lordship had spoken, that he was as much struck by her talents as he was by her personal appearance, and that he had made an engagement with Miss Fotheringay, who would soon have the honour of appearing before a London audience, and his noble and enlightened patron the Marquess of Steyne.
Pen read the announcement of Miss Fotheringay's engagement in the Chatteris paper, where he had so often praised her charms.

The Editor made very handsome mention of her talent and beauty, and prophesied her success in the metropolis.

Bingley, the manager, began to advertise "The last night of Miss Fotheringay's engagement." Poor Pen and Sir Derby Oaks were very constant at the play: Sir Derby in the stage-box, throwing bouquets and getting glances .-- Pen in the almost deserted boxes, haggard, wretched and lonely.

Nobody cared whether Miss Fotheringay was going or staying except those two--and perhaps one more, which was Mr.Bows of the orchestra.
He came out of his place one night, and went into the house to the box where Pen was; and he held out his hand to him, and asked him to come and walk.

They walked down the street together; and went and sate upon Chatteris bridge in the moonlight, and talked about Her.