Fleda was so far from a wish to triumph that she was absolutely ashamed of having anything to say for herself; but there was one thing, all the same, that not to say was impossible. "That he has done it, that he couldn't not do it, shows how right I was." It settled forever her attitude, and she spoke as if for her own mind; then after a little she added very gently, for Mrs. Gereth's: "That's to say, it shows that he was bound to her by an obligation that, however much he may have wanted to, he couldn't in any sort of honor break." "You'll tell her what you think she ought to do?" he asked with some eagerness.!

"You mean that she'll be the soul of the row?" Fleda was infinitely shaken; she was silent a little. "Yes, I understand. Did she go to you to complain of me?"

Fleda had got up; she took a turn round the room. "You 'required' the very best pieces—the morceaux de musée, the individual gems!" CHAPTER IV "About the contents of the house. Aren't you looking after them for him?"