“Who could have sent me all these?” Selina enquired wonderingly.
She picked up the cards that were attached to the floral offerings as she spoke and carried them back into the dining room.
“Who are your admirers?” Quintus asked.
He was slitting open the envelope he held in his hand with a pointed letter opener that Jim had brought from the salon.
“I have never heard of most of the people,” Selina admitted, “but I suppose I must have been introduced to them – the night before last. Oh, here is one from Lord Howdrith!”
Quintus Tiverton did not reply and after a moment she said,
“Do I write and thank him for it? It would surely be rude not to do so.”
“There is no hurry,” Quintus Tiverton said briefly. “Let’s wait and see.”
“Wait for what?” Selina asked.
“For his next move,” he replie
