"Does mother want me?" she asked, rising.
"No. I--just wondered what you were doing."
"I brought Lady Brigit here because I wanted to talk to her," explained
Joyselle, mildly. Carron laughed.
"So do I want to talk to her!"
Brigit gave a nervous laugh. "Let's all go downstairs and talk there. My
conversation isn't usually so appreciated."
The two men followed her in silence, and to her immense relief were both
promptly accosted by someone of the party, and she could escape to her
window seat.
What would have happened if Carron had not come, she asked herself with
a shudder. Would her strength have come back, and would she have been
able to tell Joyselle that he must make no plans for her wedding?
Until she had known his father, Theo had never seemed to her to lack
personality; he was young, but his very boyishness was individual. Yet
now with Joyselle clamouring for her to fix her wedding-day, Theo seemed
to fade into insignificance, and her task to become that of breaking the
news of her intended rupture with the son, to the father.
And as she sat there in the background watching the members of the
little party as they smoked and chatted to each other, she gave up and
resolved on flight.
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