part if I were to inquire
as to your plans?"

Brooks hesitated.

"They are as yet not wholly formed," he said, "but I am thinking of
studying social politics for some time here in London with the intention
of entering public life."

"A very laudable ambition," Lord Arranmore answered. "If I can be of
any assistance to you, I trust that you will not fail to let me know."

"I thank you," Brooks answered. "I shall not require any assistance
from you."

Lord Arranmore winced perceptibly. Brooks, who would not have believed
him capable of such a thing, for a moment doubted his eyes.

"I am much obliged for your candour," Lord Arranmore said, coldly, and
with complete self-recovery. "Don't trouble to come to the door.
Good-evening."

Brooks was alone. He sat down in one of the big easy-chairs, and for a
moment forgot that empty stall next to Selina. He had seen the first
sign of weakness in a man whom he had judged to be wholly and entirely
heartless.

CHAPTER III

MARY SCOTT'S TWO VISITORS

"I AM sure," he said, "that Selina would consider this most improper."

"You are quite right," Mary assured him, laughing. "It was one of the
first things she mentioned. When I told her that I should ask any one
to tea I liked she was positively indignant."

"It is hard to believe that you are cousins," he remarked.

"We were brought up very differently."

He looked around him. He was in a tiny sitting-room of a tiny flat high
up in a great building. Out of the window he seemed to look down upon
the Ferris wheel. Inside everything was cramped but cosy. Mary Scott
sat behind the tea-tray, and laughed at his expression.

"I will read your thoughts," she exclaimed. "You are wondering how you
will get out of this room without knocking anything over."

"On the contrary," he answered, "I was wondering how I ever got in."

"You were really very clever. Now do have some more tea, and tell me
all the news."

"I will have the tea, if you please," he answered, "and you shall have
the news, such as it is."

"First of all then," she said, "I hear that you are leaving Medchester,
giving up your business and coming to live in London, and that you have
had some money left you. Do you know that all this sounds very
mysterious?"

"I admit it," he answered, slowly stirring his tea. "Yet in the
main--it is true."

"How nice to hear all about it," she sighed, contentedly. "You know I
have scarcely had a word with you while my