“Yes, and⁠—and the Duke⁠—caught me, and⁠—brought me here⁠—and⁠—and then he came⁠—and saved me!”

The air blowing in from the window stirred the ruffles of my lord’s shirt, and blew a strand of her dark hair across Diana’s face. She caught it back and stared at Richard with a puzzled air.

“Pardon me, sir⁠—but you are so like him!”

“I am his brother,” answered Richard shortly.

Her eyes grew round with surprise.

“His brother , sir? I never knew Mr. Carr had a brother!”