"That marriage turned out most unfortunately for my poor child," replied General Talbott, with the peculiar tenderness in his voice with which he always spoke of Alicia. "Guy Vernon had a large fortune, but he was a scapegrace inborn. My daughter was young, innocent, and had never had the command of money, so you may imagine she made some mistakes, but she was most cruelly treated; that I found out after her patience could no longer stand her husband’s unkindness. Vernon died more than a year ago, after having lived long enough to ruin the life of my only child." Sir Percy Carlyon, sitting with his back to the horses, listened with an impassive face to General Talbott’s words. "Mrs. Vernon had her settlements, had she not?" asked Lord Baudesert. "Yes. But she and Vernon between them managed to get some of the provisions of that arrangement set aside, and spent a great part of the money which was supposed would be a provision for my daughter in the event of Vernon’s death. Luckily, there were no children. I shouldn’t care to have a grandchild with Guy Vernon’s blood in him. My daughter is an angel. Pardon a father’s pride." "She looked an angel," replied Lord Baudesert, "when I saw her in the first bloom of her beauty." Sir Percy Carlyon, listening to this, reflected that his shrift would be short if General Talbott knew what had happened twelve years before. Lord Baudesert dropped General Talbott at his hotel, then drove back with Sir Percy to the Embassy, where Sir Percy joined the family circle at dinner. When the ladies left the table and the uncle and nephew were alone was Lord Baudesert’s favourite time for exchanging confidences with Sir Percy. To-night he chose the subject of General Talbott and his daughter. "While I have not seen Talbott’s daughter for many years, I remember well what a beautiful and captivating young girl she was, but it seems to me that I have heard rumours--eh? Bad marriage, worthless husband, and gay wife. Do you know anything about it?" Sir Percy then calmly and deliberately proceeded to lie like a gentleman. "Nothing except what the world knows. I saw a great deal of Mrs. Vernon twelve years ago when I was in India. As you see, General Talbott is a most devoted father and Mrs. Vernon a most affectionate daughter. She was virtually separated from Vernon when I first knew her." "And had squandered a lot of money?" "Both of them were spendthrifts, as far as that goes. Mrs. Vernon was a beautiful young woman and much admired." "And a little gay, perhaps?" "Not that I ever heard," responded Sir Percy coolly, looking Lord Baudesert in the eye. "It would be hard to believe that General Talbott’s daughter were not everything she should be. He is, I think, altogether the finest man I ever knew." Lord Baudesert, with a catholic interest in beauty, asked: "You saw Mrs. Vernon this afternoon. Is she still beautiful?" Sir Percy paused before answering this question.