"As for Mountjoy, I don't know whether he is
married or single--and don't care."
"The devil take your obstinacy! When did they start?"
"The devil take your questions! They started not long since."
"Might I catch them at the station?"
"Yes; if you go at once."
So the desperate doctor carried out his wife's instructions--without
remembering the conditions which had accompanied them.
The way to the station took Lord Harry past the inn. He saw Hugh
Mountjoy through the open house door paying his bill at the bar. In an
instant the carriage was stopped, and the two men (never on friendly
terms) were formally bowing to each other.
"I was told I should find you," Lord Harry said, "with Miss Henley, at
the station."
"Who gave you your information?"
"Vimpany--the doctor."
"He ought to know that the train isn't due at the station for an hour
yet."
"Has the blackguard deceived me? One word more, Mr. Mountjoy. Is Miss
Henley at the inn?"
"No."
"Are you going with her to London?"
"I must leave Miss Henley to answer that."
"Where is she, sir?"
"There is an end to everything, my lord, in the world we live in. You
have reached the end of my readiness to answer questions.
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