She leaned forward and pressed the electric bell upon the tablecloth beside her.

That small trivial action brought its relief, lightened the vague cloud of misgiving which since Luttrell had spoken, had settled upon all.
"You rang, my lady," said Harper in the doorway.
"Yes, Harper.

We were making some plans for a picnic to-day and we should like to know if Mrs.Croyle will join us.

Can you find out from her maid whether she is awake ?" It was superbly done.

There was not a quaver in Lady Splay's voice, not a sign of agitation in her manner.
"I'll inquire, my lady," replied Harper, and he left the room upon his errand.
"One thing is certain," Mr.Albany Todd broke in.