“You are welcome at any hour, my Lord,” Lady Clanwarren smiled politely. “I don’t think you have met my husband.”
“Your father was a friend of mine,” Lord Clanwarren added, holding out his hand.
“I often heard him speak of you, my Lord,” Lord Wye replied. “I have, in fact, myself long regretted that, although we are comparatively close neighbours, I have not availed myself of the opportunity of making your acquaintance.”
“It is remedied now,” Lady Clanwarren said with a smile. “Will not your Lordship be seated?”
“You will forgive me if I seem importunate,” Lord Wye said. “But in your note your Ladyship said you had something to impart to me.”
Looking up into his face, Lady Clanwarren was struck by the eagerness in his eyes and the whole feeling of tension about him. She realised that
