"Please do not question me any further, Miss Barbar.

Lucian and I understand one another very well." "She calls him by his Christian name," thought the wise old dame, "that is well.

She will not speak of her happiness, that is ill," and in various crafty ways Miss Barbar tried to learn how matters actually stood between the pair.
But if she was skilful in asking questions, Diana was equally skilful in baffling them, and Miss Barbar learned nothing more than her pupil chose to tell her, and that was little enough.

To perplex her still further, Lucian departed for London the next day, with a rather disconsolate look on his handsome face, and gave his adviser no very satisfactory explanation at parting.
So Miss Barbar was forced to remain in ignorance of the success or failure of her counsel, and could by no means discover if the marriage she was so anxious to bring about was likely to take place.

And so ended Denzil's visit to Berwin Manor.
In the meantime, Lucian went back to London with a heavy heart, for he did not see how he was to set about the task imposed on him by Diana.