‘You would not chance to know where she is to be found?’ she said, in a whisper.
No immediate reply came. Gussie waited, and after a few minutes there came a ripple of movement at her elbow. Lady Honoria’s head shimmered into brief and hazy view. ‘The drawing-room,’ she hissed.
‘Chance favours us. Thank you, Aunt.’
The head disappeared again, and Gussie proceeded to her aunt’s withdrawing-room. She found not only Mrs. Everleigh there, but Lady Werth as well, the two enjoying a cosy tête-à-tête.
‘Why, Gussie,’ said Lady Werth in some surprise. ‘What a pleasure.’
If there was a hint of inquiry, or even suspicion, hidden behind her aunt’s pleasant words, Gussie flattered herself that Mrs. Everleigh was unlikely to perceive it. ‘Yes, I felt desirous of company this morning,’ she said airi
