"
"Really?"
"Never; so I'm saved. For Sir Tiglath isn't certain even now. I found
that out on the way home with him last night. And an old man who's
uncertain of the truth can soon be made certain of the lie, by a young
woman he admires, however sensible he is. And now I'll tell you part of
what I want Sir Tiglath to do for Miss Minerva--"
But at this moment the clock struck five, and the Prophet bounded up
with hysterical activity, and hastily took his leave, promising to call
again and hear more on the following day.
"And tell more," thought Lady Enid to herself as the door of the
sensible-looking boudoir shut behind him.
CHAPTER VIII
THE PROPHET RECEIVES HIS DIRECTIONS FROM MADAME
When the Prophet reached his door he rang the bell with a rather
faltering hand. Mr. Ferdinand appeared.
"Any one called, Mr. Ferdinand?" asked the Prophet with an attempt at
airy gaiety.
"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Ferdinand, looking rather like an elderly maiden
lady when she unexpectedly encounters her cook taking an airing with a
corporal in the Life Guards, "the pair of persons you expected, sir, has
come."
The Prophet blushed.
"Oh! You--you haven't disturbed Mrs.
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