But I am very grateful to you, very
sincerely grateful, for your disinterested kindness; and if ever I
should follow your advice----"
Mrs. M'Gregor interrupted him, pointing to his boots. "Ye're no' that
daft as to sit in wet boots?"
"Really they are perfectly dry. Except for a light shower this
evening, there has been no rain for several days. However, I may as
well, since I shall not be going out again."
He began to unlace his boots as Mrs. M'Gregor pulled the white
casement curtains across the windows and then prepared to retire. Her
hand upon the door knob, she turned again to Stuart.
"The foreign lady called half an hour since, Mr. Keppel."
Stuart desisted from unlacing his boots and looked up with lively
interest. "Mlle. Dorian! Did she leave any message?"
"She obsairved that she might repeat her veesit later," replied
Mrs. M'Gregor, and, after a moment's hesitation; "she awaited ye're
return with exemplary patience."
"Really, I am sorry I was detained," declared Stuart, replacing his
boot. "How long has she been gone, then?"
"Just the now. No more than two or three minutes. I trust she is no
worse."
"Worse!"
"The lass seemed o'er anxious to see you."
"Well, you know, Mrs. M'Gregor, she comes a considerable distance."
"So I am given to understand, Mr. Keppel," replied the old lady;
"and in a grand luxurious car."
Stuart assumed an expression of perplexity to hide his embarrassment.
"Mrs.
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