a moment, though, I was terrified. She has a wonderful will."

"How long has she been married?"

"About six years."

"Are there--any children?"

Helen shook her head.

"Sir Henry had a daughter by his first wife, who lives with us."

"Six years!" Lessingham repeated. "Why, she seems no more than a
child. Sir Henry must be a great deal her senior."

"Sixteen years," Helen told him. "Philippa is twenty-nine. And now,
don't be inquisitive any more, please, and come with me. I want to
show you where to change your clothes."

She opened a door on the other side of the room, and pointed to a
small apartment across the passage.

"If you'll wait in there," she begged, "I'll bring the clothes to
you directly they come. I am going to telephone now."

"So many thanks," he answered. "I should like a pleasant bedroom
and sitting room, and a bathroom if possible. My luggage you will
find already there. A friend in London has seen to that."

She looked at him curiously.