"Sir John Thesiger," "Lady Thesiger." "That is a new name," I said to mademoiselle.
When she took the card from my hand and saw it, a dark look came over her face; I saw her lips close more firmly.
"Have you not heard of the Thesigers?
I thought every one knew Sir John.
They live at Harden Manor, about five miles from here." "Are they old friends of the family ?" I asked.
Again the darkening look and the tightening lips.
"Both Sir Barnard and Miles knew them, but I cannot say whether they were very great friends.

Shall you call ?" She asked the question carelessly, but I saw that she was awaiting my reply with painful anxiety.
"Yes, I shall go; I like to be on friendly and intimate terms with all my neighbors.

Sir John is the Tory member for Chingwell, is he not ?" "Yes," she replied, shortly.
"And next year I hope to be returned for Anstey, so that, of all men, I shall probably find him the most useful of acquaintances." She turned away, and a sudden conviction came over me that, for some reason or other, Coralie d'Aubergne did not like the Thesigers.

I rode over to Harden Manor on the day following, and found Sir John at home.
I liked him at first sight--a frank, kind-hearted English gentleman.

He was pleased to see me, and we spent some time talking over the late baronet and his son.