Am I right in supposing that you and Miss Henley know Lord Harry ?" she asked.
What more than this could an unprejudiced mind require?
Mrs.Vimpany had set herself right with a simplicity that defied suspicion.

Iris looked at Mountjoy.

He appeared to know when he was beaten.

Having acknowledged that Lord Harry was the young gentleman of whom he and Miss Henley had been speaking, he rose to take leave.
After what had passed, Iris felt the necessity of speaking privately to Hugh.

The necessary excuse presented itself in the remote situation of the inn.