"Captain Barrington, would you care to play the part of a real hero, a real theatre hero, playing to the gallery?"
Geoffrey was baffled. Had the talk suddenly swung over to amateur theatricals? Lady Cynthia was a terrible puller of legs.
"Did you ever hear of Madge Carlyle?" she asked, "or was she before your time?"
She was a famous London _cocotte_ in the days when mashers wore whiskers and "Champagne Charlie" was sung.
"At the age of forty-three'" said Lady Cynthia, "Madge decided to marry for the third or fourth time. She had found a charming young man with plenty of money and a noble heart, who believed that Madge was a much slandered woman. His friends were sorry for the young man; and one of them decided to give a dinner to celebrate the betrothal. In the middle of the feast an urgent message arrived for the enamoured one, summoning him to his home. When he had gone the others started plying poor Madge with drinks. She was very fond of drinks. They had splendid fun. Then one of the guests--he was an old lover of Madge's--suggested--Good-bye to the old days and the rest of it!"
"But what did he think of his friends?" asked Geoffrey. "It seems a low-down sort of trick."
"He was very sore about it at the time," said Lady Cynthia; "but afterwards he understood that they were heroes, real theatre heroes."
"It looks like rain," said Geoffrey, uneasily.
So they turned back, talking about London people.
The first drops fell as they were passing through the wicket gate; and they entered the house during a roar of thunder. Reggie was alone.
"I see that my fate is sealed," he said, as he rose to meet them. "'The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes!'"
_Nusubito wo Toraete mireba Waga ko nari_.
The thief-- When I caught him and looked at him, Lo! My own child!
A week of very hard work began for Reggie. The Ambassador was reporting home on every imaginable subject from political assassination to the manufacture of celluloid. This was part of Lady Cynthia's scheme. She was determined to throw Yaé Smith and Geoffrey Barrington together all the time, and to risk the consequences.
So Yaé though she had her room at the hotel, became an inmate of Reggie's villa. She took all her meals there, and her siesta during most of the afternoons. She even passed whole nights with Reggie; and their relations could no longer be a secret even to Geoffrey's laborious discretion.