If he were going to die then the disgrace would be wiped away and need never be spoken about.

So he answered slowly: "There is something which troubles her now and then.

It will pass presently.

Take no notice of it." So Lady Ethelrida, as mystified as ever, turned the conversation.
"May I give you the book to-morrow morning before we go to shoot ?" the financier asked after a moment.

"It is your birthday, I believe, and all your guests on that occasion are privileged to lay some offering at your feet.