Leduc appeared at the arbor entrance. “What now?” asked Mr. Caryll. “Her ladyship is approaching, sir,” answered Leduc the vigilant. CHAPTER XIV. LADY OSTERMORE Lord Ostermore and Mr. Caryll looked across the lawn towards the house, but failed to see any sign of her ladyship's approach. Mr. Caryll raised questioning eyes to his servant's stolid face, and in that moment caught the faintest rustle of a gown behind the arbor. He half-turned to my lord, and nodded slightly in the direction of the sound, a smile twisting his lips. With a gesture he dismissed Leduc, who returned to the neighborhood of the pond. His lordship frowned, angered by the interruption. Then: “If your ladyship will come inside,” said he, “you will hear better and with greater comfort.” “Not to speak of dignity,” said Mr. Caryll. The stiff gown rustled again, this time without stealth. The countess appeared, no whit abashed. Mr. Caryll rose politely. “You sit with spies to guard your approaches,” said she. “As a precaution against spies,” was his lordship's curt answer. She measured him with a cool eye. “What is't ye hide?” she asked him. “My shame,” he answered readily. Then after a moment's pause, he rose and offered her his seat. “Since you have thrust yourself in where you were not bidden, you may hear and welcome, ma'am,” said he. “It may help you to understand what you term my injustice to my son.” “Are these matters wherewith to importune a stranger--a guest?” “I am proposing to say in your presence what I was about to say in your absence,” said he, without answering her question. “Be seated, ma'am.” She sniffed, closed her fan with a clatter, and sat down. Mr. Caryll resumed his long chair, and his lordship took the stool. “I am told,” the latter resumed presently, recapitulating in part for her ladyship's better understanding, “that his Grace of Wharton is intending to reopen the South Sea scandal, as soon as he can find evidence that I was one of those who profited by the company's charter.” “Profited?” she echoed, between scorn and bitter amusement. “Profited, did ye say? I think your dotage is surely upon you--you that have sunk nigh all your fortune and all that you had with me in this thieving venture--d'ye talk of profits?” “At the commencement I did profit, as did many others. Had I been content with my gains, had I been less of a trusting fool, it had been well. I was dazzled, maybe, by the glare of so much gold. I needed more; and so I lost all. That is evil enough. But there is worse. I may be called upon to make restitution of what I had from the company without paying for it--I may give all that's left me and barely cover the amount, and I may starve and be damned thereafter.”