But she caught her breath and stared at the speaker.
"It is as I have told you.

He is the Marquis of Arondelle.

He is going to marry my daughter.

He will get back Lone through her.

And she will be Marchioness of Arondelle, and in due time Duchess of Hereward." "You--don't--say--so!" breathed her ladyship, slowly.
"And now, you know how to manage it.