The
charge being utterly false, at worst a capable solicitor might
succeed in refuting it. He was about to take his leave, when he
remembered that he did not know Daniel's address: Mrs. Hannaford
gave it.
"I am sorry you went there," he said.
And as he left the room, he saw the woman's eyes follow him with
that look of woe which signals a tottering mind.
CHAPTER XXIII
Without investigating her motives, Irene Derwent deferred as long as
possible her meeting with the man to whom she had betrothed herself.
Nor did Arnold Jacks evince any serious impatience in this matter.
They corresponded in affectionate terms, exchanging letters once a
week or so. Arnold, as it chanced, was unusually busy, his
particular section of the British Empire supplying sundry problems
just now not to be hurriedly dealt with by those in authority; there
was much drawing-up of reports, and translating of facts into
official language, in Arnold's secretarial department. Of these
things he spoke to his bride-elect as freely as discretion allowed;
and Irene found his letters interesting.
The ladies in Cheshire were forewarned of the new Irene who was
about to visit them; political differences did not at all affect
their kindliness; indeed, they saw with satisfaction the girl's keen
mood of loyalty to the man of her choice. She brought with her the
air of Greater Britain; she poke much, and well, of the destinies of
the Empire.
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