"How I do wish they were married and done with," said the countess; "and then we should hear no more about them." All of which Lady Dumbello heard and understood; and in all of it she took a certain interest. She remembered such things, learning thereby who was who, and regulating her own conduct by what she learned. She was by no means idle at this or at other such times, going through, we may say, a considerable amount of really hard work in her manner of working. There she had sat speechless, unless when acknowledging by a low word of assent some expression of flattery from those around her. Then the door opened, and when Mr. Palliser entered she raised her head, and the faintest possible gleam of satisfaction might have been discerned upon her features. But she made no attempt to speak to him; and when, as he stood at the table, he took up a book and remained thus standing for a quarter of an hour, she neither showed nor felt any impatience. After that Lord Dumbello came in, and he stood at the table without a book. Even then Lady Dumbello felt no impatience. Plantagenet Palliser skimmed through his little book, and probably learned something. When he put it down he sipped a cup of tea, and remarked to Lady De Courcy that he believed it was only twelve miles to Silverbridge. "I wish it was a hundred and twelve," said the countess. "In that case I should be forced to start to-night," said Mr. Palliser. "Then I wish it was a thousand and twelve," said Lady De Courcy. "In that case I should not have come at all," said Mr. Palliser. He did not mean to be uncivil, and had only stated a fact. "The young men are becoming absolute bears," said the countess to her daughter Margaretta. He had been in the room nearly an hour when he did at last find himself standing close to Lady Dumbello: close to her, and without any other very near neighbour. "I should hardly have expected to find you here," he said. "Nor I you," she answered. "Though, for the matter of that, we are both near our own homes." "I am not near mine." "I meant Plumstead; your father's place." "Yes; that was my home once." "I wish I could show you my uncle's place. The castle is very fine, and he has some good pictures." "So I have heard." "Do you stay here long?" "Oh, no. I go to Cheshire the day after to-morrow. Lord Dumbello is always there when the hunting begins." "Ah, yes; of course. What a happy fellow he is; never any work to do! His constituents never trouble him, I suppose?" "I don't think they ever do, much." After that Mr. Palliser sauntered away again, and Lady Dumbello passed the rest of the evening in silence. It is to be hoped that they both were rewarded by that ten minutes of sympathetic intercourse for the inconvenience which they had suffered in coming to Courcy Castle. But that which seems so innocent to us had been looked on in a different light by the stern moralists of that house.