Well, good-bye, Miss Devereux.

Remember me kindly to Lord and Lady St.Leger." A day or two later I heard my godmother mention to Lady St.Leger, when I was not supposed to be listening, that some one had seen Anthony Cardew.

He had passed a night at Brosna, and he was off somewhere to the South Seas--on some romantic, treasure-hunting expedition which he had been asked to join.
"Will he never settle down ?" my grandmother asked in a whisper.

I noticed that they always whispered when they mentioned the name of Cardew, on account of my grandfather, no doubt, for he would always have it that Irene Cardew had been the cause of the tragedy which had resulted in Jasper Tuite's death and Uncle Luke's exile, and he hated her and Brosna and all the Cardews on her account.
"He shows no sign of it," my godmother answered.

"I have little cause to love the Cardews, but Anthony is a fine fellow.