“Perhaps I will,” Lord Harleston replied, “but first I must return to New York so that I can send Nelda back to England where my family will look after her.”
“She’s a very pretty young gal,” Mr Altman commented, “which is not surprising, seeing how good-looking her father was. I met him a number of times over the years, but I’d no idea he had a wife and daughter.”
Lord Harleston remembered Jennie Rogers saying the same thing.
“Surely,” he asked, “my cousin must have known some people in the neighbourhood where he was staying besides those he played cards with?”
The contemptuous note was back in his voice, which would have distressed Nelda if she had heard it.
Mr. Altman smiled.
“If ‘Handsome Harry’, as he was called, mixed with anybody outside of business hours, I never heard of it.
