“I relied on the fellow being a gentleman,” said Sir Charles warmly.  “I do not see that I was a fool.  I see that he is a cad, and but for this business of Miss Wylie’s I would let him know my opinion.  Let me tell you, Chester, that he has played fast and loose with Miss Lindsay.  There is a deuce of a row upstairs.  She has just told Jane that she must go home at once; Miss Wylie declares that she will have nothing to do with Trefusis if Miss Lindsay has a prior claim to him, and Jane is annoyed at his admiring anybody except herself.  It serves me right; my instinct warned me against the fellow from the first.”  Just then luncheon was announced.  Gertrude did not come down.  Agatha was silent and moody.  Jane tried to make Erskine describe his walk with Gertrude, but he baffled her curiosity by omitting from his account everything except its commonplaces.

“I think her conduct very strange,” said Jane.  “She insists on going to town by the four o’clock train.  I consider that it’s not polite to me, although she always made a point of her perfect manners.  I never heard of such a thing!”

When they had risen from the table, they went together to the drawing-room.  They had hardly arrived there when Trefusis was announced, and he was in their presence before they had time to conceal the expression of consternation his name brought into their faces.

“I have come to say good-bye,” he said.  “I find that I must go to town by the four o’clock train to push my arrangements in person; the telegrams I have received breathe nothing but delay.  Have you seen the ’Times’?”

“I have indeed,” said Sir Charles, emphatically.

“You are in some other paper too, and will be in half-a-dozen more in the course of the next fortnight.  Men who have committed themselves to an opinion are always in trouble with the newspapers; some because they cannot get into them, others because they cannot keep out.  If you had put forward a thundering revolutionary manifesto, not a daily paper would have dared allude to it:  there is no cowardice like Fleet Street cowardice!  I must run off; I have much to do before I start, and it is getting on for three.  Good-bye, Lady Brandon, and everybody.”

He shook Jane’s hand, dealt nods to the rest rapidly, making no distinction in favor of Agatha, and hurried away.  They stared after him for a moment and then Erskine ran out and went downstairs two steps at a time.  Nevertheless he had to run as far as the avenue before he overtook his man.

“Trefusis,” he said breathlessly, “you must not go by the four o’clock train.”

“Why not?”

“Miss Lindsay is going to town by it.”

“So much the better, my dear boy; so much the better.  You are not jealous of me now, are you?”

“Look here, Trefusis.  I don’t know and I don’t ask what there has been between you and Miss Lindsay, but your engagement has quite upset her, and she is running away to London in consequence.  If she hears that you are going by the same train she will wait until to-morrow, and I believe the delay would be very disagreeable.  Will you inflict that additional pain upon her?”