mediately ran up to her husband, and took him away
from Mr Grey. Rapidly she told her story,--with such rapidity that Mr
Palliser could hardly get in a word. "Do something for him;--do, do.
Unless I know that something is done, I shall die. You needn't be
afraid."

"I'm not afraid," said Mr Palliser.

Lady Glencora, as she went on quickly, got hold of her husband's
hand, and caressed it. "You are so good," said she. "Don't let him
out of your sight. There; he is going. I will go home with Mr Grey. I
will be ever so good; I will, indeed. You know what he'll want, and
for my sake you'll let him have it. But don't let him gamble. If you
could only get him home to England, and then do something. You owe
him something, Plantagenet; do you not?"

"If money can do anything, he shall have it."

"God bless you, dearest! I shall never see him again; but if you
could save him! There;--he is going now. Go;--go." She pushed him
forward, and then retreating, put her arm within Mr Grey's, still
keeping her eye upon her husband.

Burgo, when he first got to the door leading out of the salon,
had paused a moment, and, turning round, had encountered the big
gendarme close to him. "Well, old Buffer, what do you want?" said
he, accosting the man in English. The big gendarme simply walked on
through the door, and said nothing. Then Burgo also passed out, and
Mr Palliser quickly went after him. They were now in the large front
salon, from whence the chief door of the building opened out upon the
steps. Through this door Burgo went without pausing, and Mr Palliser
went after him. They both walked to the end of the row of buildings,
and then Burgo, leaving the broad way, turned into a little path
which led up through the trees to the hills. That hillside among the
trees is a popular resort at Baden, during the day; but now, at nine
in the evening, it was deserted. Palliser did not press on the other
man, but followed him, and did not accost Burgo till he had thrown
himself on the grass beneath a tree.

"You are in trouble, I fear, Mr Fitzgerald," said Mr Palliser, as
soon as he was close at Burgo's feet.

"We will go home. Mr Palliser has something to do," said Lady
Glencora to Mr Grey, as soon as the two men had disappeared from her
sight.

"Is that a friend of Mr Palliser?" said Mr Grey.

"Yes;--that is, he knows him, and is interested about him. Alice,
shall we go home? Oh! Mr Grey, you must not ask any questions.
He,--Mr Palli