"Yes, I believe it may," answered Angus, and without any word of good-night he opened his door and went into his room, while Leonard turned on his heel, and strolled to his own quarters. "Was there anything amiss between you and Mr. Hamleigh, that you parted so coldly just now?" asked Christabel, presently, when her husband came from his dressing-room into the bedroom where she sat musing by the fire. "What, aren't you gone to bed yet!" he exclaimed. "You seem to be possessed by a wakeful demon to-night." "I have been in the boy's room. _Was_ there anything amiss, Leonard?" "You are monstrously anxious about it. No. What should there be amiss? You didn't expect to see us hugging each other like a couple of Frenchmen, did you?" END OF VOL. II. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Mount Royal, Volume 2 of 3, by Mary Elizabeth Braddon