uced to
talk of Lord Blandamer, she thought of him the more, and rehearsed again
and again in day-dreams and in night-dreams every incident of that
momentous Saturday afternoon, from the first bars of the overture, when
he had revealed in so easy and simple a way that he was none other than
Lord Blandamer, to the ringing down of the curtain, when he turned to
look back--to that glance when his eyes had seemed to meet hers,
although she was hidden behind a blind, and he could not have guessed
that she was there.

Westray came back from London with the scheme of restoration
reconsidered and amplified in the light of altered circumstances, and
with a letter for Lord Blandamer in which Sir George Farquhar hoped that
the munificent donor would fix a day on which Sir George might come down
to Cullerne to offer his respects, and to discuss the matter in person.
Westray had looked forward all the week to the appointment which he had
with Lord Blandamer for five o'clock on the Saturday afternoon, and had
carefully thought out the route which he would pursue in taking him
round the church. He returned to Bellevue Lodge at a quarter to five,
and found his visitor already awaiting him. Miss Joliffe was, as usual,
at her Saturday meeting, but Anastasia told Westray that Lord Blandamer
had been waiting more than half an hour.

"I must apologise, my lord, for keeping you waiting," Westray said, as
he went in. "I feared I had made some mistake in the time of our
meeting, but I see it _was_ five that your note named." And he held out
the open letter which he had taken from his pocket.

"The mistake is entirely mine," Lord Blandamer admitted with a smile, as
he glanced at his own instructions; "I fancied I had said four o'clock;
but I have been very glad of a few minutes to write one or two letters."

"We can post them on our way to the church; they will just catch the
mail."

"Ah, then I must wait till to-morrow; there are some enclosures which I
have not ready at this moment."

They set out together for the minster, and Lord Blandamer looked back as
they crossed the street.

"The house has a good deal of character," he said, "and might be made
comfortable enough with a little repair. I must ask my agent to see
what can be arranged; it does not do me much credit as landlord in its
present state."

"Yes, it has a good many interesting features," Westray answered; "you
know its history, of course--I mean that it was an old