‘I cannot think why he would not have sent word, at least,’ said Lady Werth.
Gussie, refreshed from an hour’s repose, and as delighted with her rose-coloured rooms as before, collected her ivory woollen shawl in a happy humour. ‘Let us go and find him, then, and see what we may find out.’
‘He is in the library,’ said Great-Aunt Honoria, her head erupting through the wall. ‘I saw him there not two minutes ago. He is reading a book!’
‘Shocking conduct,’ murmured Gussie.
‘Sitting at his ease, as though he had not sent our entire family out of our heads with worry over him!’
‘Not the entire family, Aunt,’ said Gussie.
‘True, there is no discombobulating Theo,’ Honoria allowed.
‘I was thinking of myself. Theo was moved enough to spare at least a thought or two for his lordship’s possible
