CHAPTER XXX.
Mr.Sabin found a fourth chair, and calmly seated himself by Lucille's side.

But his eyes were fixed upon Lady Carey.

She was slowly recovering herself, but Mr.Sabin, who had never properly understood her attitude towards him, was puzzled at the air of intense relief which almost shone in her face.
"You seem--all of you," he remarked suavely, "to have found the music a little exciting.

Wagner certainly knew how to find his way to the emotions.

Or perhaps I interrupted an interesting discussion ?" Lucille smiled gently upon him.
"These two," she said, looking from the Prince to Lady Carey, "seem to have been afflicted with a sudden nervous excitement, and yet I do not think that they are, either of them, very susceptible to music." Lady Carey leaned forward, and looked at him from behind the large fan of white feathers which she was lazily fluttering before her face.
"Your entrance," she murmured, "was most opportune, besides being very welcome.