“Yes.”

“Remember me to Lady⁠ ⁠… Molly, I beg⁠ ⁠… and accept my apologies⁠ ⁠… and thanks.’ ” He paused. “Will you sign it J. C. , please, and address it to Sir Miles O’Hara, Thurze House, Maltby?”

“Sir Miles O’Hara! Is he your friend, Mr. ⁠— Mr. ⁠—I do not know your name.”

“Car⁠—” began Jack, and stopped, biting his lip. “Carr,” he continued imperturbably, “John Carr. Do you know O’Hara, Miss Betty?”

“Me? No! Will he come to see you, do you think?”

“If you let him in, madam!”