The Gambler Part 68
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At the laugh and the tone, Gore's expression became cold, and he released Clodagh's hand.
"So I have been told," he said a little stiffly. "I must congratulate Mrs. Milbanke on her development." He gave a slightly constrained laugh and moved back to Lady Diana's side.
Deerehurst looked after him--a malicious, humorous look.
"Isn't it too lenient of the prettiest lady in London to allow a young puritan to take her to task in public?" he asked in his satirical voice.
Clodagh flushed; and turning, as if to answer, let the spray of honeysuckle slip inadvertently from between her fingers.
Instantly both Deerehurst and Serracauld stooped to recover it. The younger man was successful; and, straightening himself quickly, wheeled round to return it. Then his face fell; and again Deerehurst laughed.
Without a word, Clodagh had left the little group and disappeared into the house.
CHAPTER VIII
At lunch time Clodagh sent word to Lady Diana Tuffnell that the long ride in the morning sun had given her a headache, and that she would be glad of a few hours' rest.
On receipt of the message, her hostess was much concerned, and came herself to Clodagh's bedroom door to inquire whether she could be of any use to the sufferer; but there, she was met by Simonetta, who conveyed the intelligence that her mistress was asleep.
But in reality Clodagh was not sleeping--was not even lying down; she was sitting in a low chair in the shadow of the drawn chintz curtains, striving to solve the question of her future conduct. Would she remain at Tuffnell and face the difficulties of her position? Would she turn coward--and run away?
She pa.s.sed in review the incidents of the morning, until, by persistent contemplation of them, her humiliation kindled to anger. First, anger against herself; then, anger against the world at large; lastly, anger against Gore.
By the time afternoon tea was brought to her, the headache she had feigned had become a reality; and before dinner time arrived she had fallen into a state of miserable despondency. But scarcely had this black mood taken possession of her, than a new and more intolerable distress a.s.sailed her. She suddenly realised the gossip to which her abrupt retirement might give rise. What would the house party think of her disappearance? Would not Lady Frances Hope--if no one else--presume that she was suffering from wounded vanity? The thought was unendurable. No sooner did it present itself, than she sprang from her chair in a fever of apprehension, and rang hastily for Simonetta.
Ten minutes before the dinner hour, she emerged from her room and pa.s.sed downstairs. Faint daylight was still filling the house, but everywhere the lamps had been lighted, and the mellow double illumination gave a curious softening effect to the old raftered ceilings and panelled walls.
In the hall she was met by Lady Frances Hope, who paused and looked at her scrutinisingly.
"What is the matter with you?" she asked, with unusual brusqueness.
"You almost look as if you had a fever. Your eyes are glittering."
Clodagh laughed nervously, and put one hand to her cheek.
"Nothing is the matter."
Lady Frances's lip curled slightly.
"You should go to bed early."
"Yes. Early in the morning! I feel I could sit up all night."
"Playing bridge?"
Again Clodagh laughed, this time a little recklessly.
"Why not?" she asked. "Will you play to-night?"
"Not here. George is rather a stickler--where his relations are concerned."
"And his guests?"
Clodagh's question was quick and a little anxious.
"Oh, his guests can amuse themselves as they like, of course."
"Then I shall play to-night--if I can find any one to play with."
Lady Frances looked over her shoulder, attracted by the sound of voices.
"Well, here comes Rose!" she said. "Press her into your service! She won't refuse, if you give her Mr. Mansfeldt as a partner. The set she has made on that man the whole afternoon is perfectly disgraceful."
She turned with a smile to Mrs. Bathurst.
"Ah, Rose! How nice to see you! And you are just in time. We have been taking your name in vain."
Clodagh became the centre of a noisy party until dinner was announced.
And during the meal itself, the same air of inconsequent gaiety was maintained in her regard, for she sat between Serracauld and his uncle.
A dozen topics were touched upon during the course of the meal--the latest sporting gossip, the latest social scandal, the latest Parisian play, all were discussed, and all laughed over the triviality of the world that has few prejudices, few responsibilities, fewer ideals.
From time to time, during the easy flow of this light talk, she found herself stealing surrept.i.tious glances down the long table to where Gore was seated between Lady Diana Tuffnell and her sister; but not once did she surprise a glance from him. It seemed that he had very successfully banished her from his mind.
After dinner the whole party left the dining-room together, as was the custom at Tuffnell, some to play billiards, some to stroll in the gardens, others to find their way to the music-room, where Lady Diana usually gathered a little audience to listen to her singing. On this evening Clodagh was amongst the first to pa.s.s out of the dining-room; and moving into the centre of the hall, she paused and looked expectantly over her shoulder.
As she had antic.i.p.ated, Deerehurst appeared almost at once, and came directly to her side.
"What is your pleasure?" he said. "Bridge?"
She looked up swiftly.
"Yes, bridge," she said quickly. "I feel I must have excitement to-night."
He looked at her immovably.
"As you wish," he said calmly. "I shall ask Rose Bathurst and Mansfeldt to play."
He turned away, and at the same moment Lady Diana came forward from a little group that included her husband and Gore. Coming close to Clodagh, she laid her hand kindly on her arm.
"Well, Mrs. Milbanke," she said pleasantly, "how shall we amuse you this evening?"
Clodagh turned swiftly. Her nerves felt so tense and strained that even her hostess's quiet voice set them tingling.
"Oh, I have chosen my amus.e.m.e.nt," she said. "I want a game of bridge, and Lord Deerehurst has gone to make up a four."
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