"He has
elected to make himself responsible for her welfare."
Rose's delicate brows went up, but very strangely Scott no longer felt in
the least disconcerted. He replied to her unspoken query without
difficulty.
"Dinah felt that she could not face the gossips," he said, "and as Isabel
was badly wanting her, they have gone away together. Except for old
Biddy, they will be quite alone, and it will do them both all the good in
the world."
Rose's brow cleared. "What an excellent arrangement!" she murmured
sympathetically. "And--your brother?"
Scott smiled. "Needless to say, he is not of the party. His plans are
somewhat uncertain. He may go abroad for a time, but I doubt if he
banishes himself for long when the London season is in full swing."
Rose's smile answered his. "I think he is very wise," she said. "When
Easter is over, we shall probably follow his example. I hope we shall
have the pleasure of meeting you when we are all in town."
"Ha! So do I," said the Colonel. "You must look me up at the Club--any
time. I shall be delighted."
"You are very kind," Scott said. "But I go to town very rarely, and I
never stay there. My brother is far more of a society man than I am."
"You will have to come out of your shell," smiled Rose.
"Quite so--quite so," agreed the Colonel. "It isn't fair to cheat
society, you know. If we can't dance at your brother's wedding, you might
give us the pleasure of dancing at yours.
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