Lucille has accepted the inevitable. She has
gone to Reginald's Brott's rooms."
Mr. Sabin smiled.
"Indeed. I have just come from Dorset House myself. The Duke has
supplied me with a highly entertaining account of his sudden
awakening. The situation must have been humorous."
Her eyes twinkled.
"It was really screamingly funny. The Duke had on his house of
Lords manner, and we all sat round like a lot of naughty children.
If only you had been there."
Mr. Sabin smiled. Suddenly she laid her hand upon his arm.
"Victor," she said, "I have come to prove that I am your friend.
You do not believe that Lucille is with Reginald Brott. It is true!
Not only that, but she is leaving England with him to-night. The
man's devotion is irresistible--he has been gaining on her slowly
but surely all the time."
"I have noticed," Mr. Sabin remarked calmly, "that he has been
wonderfully assiduous. I am sure I congratulate him upon his
success, if he has succeeded."
"You doubt my word of course," she said. "But I have not come here
to tell you things. I have come to prove them. I presume that what
you see with your own eyes will be sufficient."
Mr. Sabin shook his head.
"Certainly not," he answered. "I make it a rule to believe nothing
that I see, and never to trust my ears.
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