Then last night at Carlton House he had been aware that she was talking to the Prince Regent in an intimate manner, which for some unknown reason made him suspicious.
He could not hear what they were saying, but there was no doubt that it concerned him.
Inevitably their eyes moved towards him, and although he pretended to be oblivious to the fact, he was very conscious of it.
Then as the Prince rose to greet some new arrivals that had joined them after dinner, he saw Lady Sybille looking as if she were a cat that had licked the cream.
It was then that his instinct told him she was up to mischief as far as he was concerned, so he moved quickly to speak to an Ambassador who had been one of the guests at dinner.
He was determined to find out what was brewing, in case he found himself inv
