"Nonsense, Horace," she said.

"Julian congratulates you, of course." Julian coldly and absently echoed the words.

"Oh, yes! I congratulate you, of course." Lady Janet returned to the main object of the interview.
"Now we thoroughly understand one another," she said, "let us speak of a lady who has dropped out of the conversation for the last minute or two.
I mean, Julian, the mysterious lady of your letter.

We are alone, as you desired.

Lift the veil, my reverend nephew, which hides her from mortal eyes! Blush, if you like--and can.