"I came up to see Virginia," he went on, with a change of manner. "I want
her to take you driving this afternoon. Forget about that wretched trial if
you can. Nothing of importance will take place to-day."
He turned at the sound of footsteps, and saw that Miss Balfour had come
into the room.
"I want you to take Mrs. Harley into the fresh sunshine and clear air this
afternoon. I have been telling her to forget this trial. It's a farce,
anyhow. Nothing will come of it. Take her out to the Homes--take and cheer
her up."
"Yes, my lord." Virginia curtseyed obediently.
"It will do you good, too."
She shot a mocking little smile at him. "It's very good of you to think of
me."
"Still, I do sometimes."
"Whenever it is convenient," she added.
But with Aline watching them the spirit of badinage in him was overmatched.
He gave it up and asked what kind of a rig he should send round. Virginia
furnished him the necessary specifications, and he turned to go.
As he left the room Simon Harley entered. They met face to face, and after
an instant's pause each drew aside to allow the other to pass.
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