"You're right," said the duke emphatically. "It's the best of all lives.

If we all lived on our estates and looked after our people, we should

hear very little of socialism, and such like troubles. It's the

absenteeism which is answerable for most of the mischief."

They discussed county affairs, "horses, hounds, and the land," for some

minutes; then Drake, who was anxious to go to Nell, asked the men if

they would have any more wine, and, receiving a negative, rose, and made

for the drawing-room.

Miss Angel was singing; Dick of course, was turning over her music.

There was a little hushed buzz of conversation which is not too loud to

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permit the song to penetrate, and which indicates that things are going

well. Drake went to Nell and leaned over the tall back of her chair

without a word. When the song was finished, the countess went up to

Falconer and asked him to play. A footman brought the precious violin,

and Nell went to the piano and struck up the piece which they had

chosen. Conversation ceased, and every one prepared to listen with eager

anticipation.

Falconer may have played as well in his life, but he certainly never

played better. One could have heard a pin drop during the softer notes

of the exquisite music, so intense and almost breathless was the silence

of the rapt audience. When the last note had died away, the countess

went up to him.

"It is useless trying to thank you, Mr. Falconer," she said, "but if you

will play again----"

"Certainly," said Falconer. He turned to Nell. "What shall I play next?"

he asked, as if the choice must naturally rest with her.

She turned over the music and set up a Chopin, and he had placed the

violin in position, when the door opened, and Lady Luce swept slowly in.

She was superbly dressed, her neck and arms and hair were all a-glitter

with diamonds. Though she was rather pale, her face was perfectly

serene, and she smiled sweetly as she crossed the room.

Her entrance caused a surprise; the countess happened to be standing

with her back to the door, and did not see her come in; but she felt the

sudden silence and turned to ascertain the cause. For a moment she was

rooted to the spot, and the color left her face. It says much for her

aplomb that she did not cry out. Her confusion lasted only for a moment,

then she went toward Lady Luce with outstretched hand.




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