O’Hara had been carefully broken in, and he now knew what was expected of him, and put on an expression of great interest.

“Where did ye go, my lady?”

“I went to call on Miss Beauleigh and her niece, sir!”

She looked up at him triumphantly and a little challengingly.

“The devil ye did!”

“Certainly, sir. I knew that there was something in the air, and I remembered your letter to me saying that Jack was in love with Diana. So I thought I would go and see her for myself.”

Miles looked down at her half indulgently, half vexedly.

“Did you, puss?”