Lord Talgarth asked no more than this from a young man.
"Well--what's the matter ?" Jack left it thoughtfully for Jenny to open the campaign.

She did so very adroitly.
"Mr.Jack came over to see me," she said, "and I thought I couldn't entertain him better than by bringing him up to see you.

You haven't such a thing as a cigarette, Lord Talgarth ?" He felt about in his pockets, drew out a case and pushed it across the table.
"Thanks," said Jenny; and then, without the faintest change of tone: "We've some news of Frank at last." "Frank, eh?
Have you?
And what's the young cub at, now ?" "He's in trouble, as usual, poor boy!" remarked Jenny, genially.

"He's very well, thank you, and sends you his love." Lord Talgarth cast her a pregnant glance.
"Well, if he didn't, I'm sure he meant to," went on Jenny; "but I expect he forgot.

You see, he's been in prison." The old man jerked such a face at her, that even her nerve failed for an instant.