For this reason Lord Rufton must know nothing of this chance
meeting of to-day."
"If my pistol could free you from this annoyance ----"
"No, no, it is not to be thought of. Remember your promise,
Colonel Gerard. And not a word at High Combe of what you have
seen!"
Her husband! I had pictured in my mind that she was a young
widow. This brown-faced brute with his "go to blazes" was the
husband of this tender dove of a woman. Oh, if she would but
allow me to free her from so odious an encumbrance! There is no
divorce so quick and certain as that which I could give her. But
a promise is a promise, and I kept it to the letter. My mouth
was sealed.
In a week I was to be sent back from Plymouth to St. Malo, and it
seemed to me that I might never hear the sequel of the story.
And yet it was destined that it should have a sequel and that I
should play a very pleasing and honourable part in it.
It was only three days after the event which I have described
when Lord Rufton burst hurriedly into my room.
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