fe about Jack De Baron for some days after that storm in Berkeley
Square,--nor did she to him. She was quite contented that matters
should remain as they now were. She had vindicated herself, and if he
made no further accusation, she was willing to be appeased. He was by
no means contented;--but as a day had been fixed for them to leave
London, and that day was now but a month absent, he hardly knew how to
insist upon an alteration of their plans. If he did so he must declare
war against the Dean, and, for a time, against his wife also. He
postponed, therefore, any decision, and allowed matters to go on as
they were. Mary was no doubt triumphant in her spirit. She had
conquered him for a time, and felt that it was so. But she was, on that
account, more tender and observant to him than ever. She even offered
to give up Lady Brabazon's party, altogether. She did not much care for
Lady Brabazon's party, and was willing to make a sacrifice that was
perhaps no sacrifice. But to this he did not assent. He declared
himself to be quite ready for Lady Brabazon's party, and to Lady
Brabazon's party they went. As she was on the staircase she asked him a
question. "Do you mind my having a waltz to-night?" He could not bring
himself for the moment to be stern enough to refuse. He knew that the
pernicious man would not be there. He was quite sure that the question
was not asked in reference to the pernicious man. He did not
understand, as he should have done, that a claim was being made for
general emancipation, and he muttered something which was intended to
imply assent. Soon afterwards she took two or three turns with a stout
middle-aged gentleman, a Count somebody, who was connected with the
German embassy. Nothing on earth could have been more harmless or
apparently uninteresting. Then she signified to him that she had done
her duty to Lady Brabazon and was quite ready to go home. "I'm not
particularly bored," he said; "don't mind me." "But I am," she
whispered, laughing, "and as I know you don't care about it, you might
as well take me away." So he took her home. They were not there above
half-an-hour, but she had carried her point about the waltzing.

On the next day the Dean came to town to attend a meeting at Mr.
Battle's chambers by appointment. Lord George met him there, of course,
as they were at any rate supposed to act in strict concert; but on
these days the Dean did not stay in Munster Court when in London.

He would