"No, he isn’t." Jane spoke very decisively. "She’s such a dear that I did think once that he might have been a little, although he knew about Noel, without being able to help it. But he’s not the least little bit. I don’t know how I know that, but I do." "I suppose you know that they think he is, at the Castle." "Oh, yes. And Lady Avalon will be annoyed when she finds out. But we can’t help that." Mrs. Grant smiled. She loved that "we" that came into Jane’s speech. "What about Lady Brent?" she said. "You were such friends with Lady Brent before Harry came home." "I am still. Of course she wouldn’t say anything to me about that. I’m not quite sure that she does expect it. At any rate, I know she was glad for me to be with them. She knew all right that we were helping Harry. Lady Brent sees a lot, though she doesn’t talk much." Mrs. Grant found food for thought in this, and shared it later with Miss Minster. Neither of them had ever been able to make up their minds finally about Lady Brent. "Supposing she doesn’t really expect anything to come of it!" she said. "I’m inclined to trust Jane when she thinks that she doesn’t." "I’ve liked her much better since she took Jane into her confidence," said Miss Minster. "I’m sorry for her now. I think she lays her plans deeply and then has to sit and do nothing while she sees them fail. But it needs a lot of self-restraint to sit and do nothing. Yes, I’m sorry for her." "You think Jane is right then?" "I don’t know. Lady Brent would look farther than most people. She wouldn’t need to look much farther than I do in this. What I think is that Harry isn’t ready for it yet, and won’t be till the war is over. When that oppression is removed from him I think he’s quite likely to fall in love with Lady Sidney. That’s what I think, and I shouldn’t wonder if Lady Brent thought the same. Then it wouldn’t make her quite so superhuman as she appears. She’d just be waiting." This view could not be combated without disclosures. As far as it affected Lady Brent it seemed to be the best explanation of her attitude. "Anyhow she’s a wonderful woman," said Mrs. Grant, "and I also like her better than I did, although I never disliked her." "The person I don’t like so well," said Miss Minster, "is Mrs. Brent. I hope we’ve seen the last of her here for the present." But they had not, for almost immediately she had spoken a telegram was brought in from Mrs. Brent, announcing her arrival that afternoon, and asking Mrs. Grant to take her in, as there was nobody at the Castle. She also asked Mrs. Grant to meet her at Burport, which seemed to indicate that she had something of importance to disclose to her. She looked scared and unhappy as she greeted her friend on the platform. "I hope you didn’t mind my asking you to put me up," she said. "I believe she’s coming back to-morrow, and I wanted to have a long talk with you first."