going to say.

"Everybody knows what Sir Archie is," she began. "He's the worst flirt
and the most dangerous man in England. Everybody has heard stories of
his delinquencies; some of them are true, but many of them, I dare say,
are false, and I've not the least doubt that Miss Lorton will tell us
that the story that she was about to elope with him from Wolfer House
one morning, but that she was stopped by Lord Wolfer, is an absurd
fable. The story goes that she did not know, until Lord Wolfer told her
at the very moment that she and Sir Archie were leaving the house, that
Sir Archie was a married man. Now that's the whole affair, and I really
think Miss Lorton will be grateful to me for giving her an opportunity
of rising in true dramatic fashion and exclaiming: 'It is not true!'"

She nodded at Nell and laughed softly.

There were many who echoed her laugh, for, indeed, the story did sound
like an absurd fable. All eyes were turned on Nell, and all waited for
her to bring about with a denial the satisfactory denouement. Drake did
not laugh, for his heart was burning with fury against the audacity, the
shameless insolence, of Lady Luce; but he smiled in a grim fashion as
his eyes still rested on Nell's face.

A moment passed. Why did she not rise? Why did she not, at any rate,
speak? Four words would be enough: "It is not true!"

But she remained motionless and silent. A kind of consternation began to
creep over those who were watching, Drake went up to her and laid his
hand on her shoulder.

"Pray relieve Lady Luce's anxiety, Nell, and tell her that she has
amused us with a canard too ridiculous to be anything but false," he
said tenderly.

She looked up at him, her brows drawn, her eyes pitiful in their agony
of appeal, her lips quivering.

"It is true!" she said, in a voice which, though low, was perfectly
audible.

There was an intense silence. No one moved; every eye was fixed on her
in breathless excitement. They asked themselves if it were possible they
had heard aright. Drake's hand pressed more heavily on Nell's shoulder;
she could hear his breath coming heavily, could feel him shake. A faint
cry escaped Lady Angleford's parted lips.

"Nell!" she cried.

Nell rose and looked at her with the same agony of appeal in her eyes,
but with her face firmly set, as if she were buoyed up by an inflexible
resolution.

"What Lady Luce has said is true," she said. "I will go----"

Drake was by her side in a