Miss Armytage laughed. "Whatever I might do, I should not be
guilty of prying into matters that my husband kept hidden."
"Then you admit a husband's right to keep matters hidden from his
wife?"
"Why not?"
"Madam," Samoval bowed to her, "your future husband is to be envied
on yet another count."
And thus the conversation drifted, Samoval conceiving that he had
obtained all the information of which Lady O'Moy was possessed, and
satisfied that he had obtained all that for the moment he required.
How to proceed now was a more difficult matter, to be very seriously
considered - how to obtain from Sir Terence the key in question, and
reach the plans so essential to Marshal Massena.
He was at table with them, as you know, when Sip Terence and Colonel
Grant arrived. He and the colonel were presented to each other, and
bowed with a gravity quite cordial on the part of Samoval, who was
by far the more subtle dissembler of the two. Each knew the other
perfectly for what he was; yet each was in complete ignorance of
the extent of the other's knowledge of himself; and certainly neither
betrayed anything by his manner.
At table the conversation was led naturally enough by Tremayne to
Wellington's general order against duelling.
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