She made no answer; the door closed on her, and he was left to try and
collect his thoughts.

And he had not even apologised, he reflected now. She had not given him
an opportunity to.

Pacing the room, Hugh decided what he would do. He would give her time
to cool down, for her wrath to evaporate, then he would seek her out,
and tell her as much as he could--tell her that the secret was not
entirely his own. He would appeal to the generosity that he had told her
she did not possess.

"Hugh!"

"Eh?" He started.

"What does this mean? You don't mean to tell me, Hugh, that all my
efforts have gone for nothing?"

Lady Linden had sailed into the room; she was angry, she quivered with
rage.

"I take an immense amount of trouble to bring two foolish young people
together again, and--and this is the result!"

"What's the result?"

"She has gone!"