"
Una's eyes opened wide. "Why?" she inquired.
Miss Armytage was almost impatient with her. "Didn't you see?
Resentment is only slumbering between those men. It will break
out again now that we have left them unless you can get Captain
Tremayne away."
Una continued to look at her cousin, and then, her mind fastening
ever upon the trivial to the exclusion of the important, her glance
became arch. "For whom is your concern? For Count Samoval or Ned?"
she inquired, and added with a laugh: "You needn't answer me. It
is Ned you are afraid for."
"I am certainly not afraid for him," was the reply on a faint note
of indignation. She had reddened slightly. "But I should not like
to see Captain Tremayne or any other British officer embroiled in
a duel. You forget Lord Wellington's order which they were
discussing, and the consequences of infringing it."
Lady O'Moy became scared.
"You don't imagine - "
Sylvia spoke quickly: "I am certain that unless you take Captain
Tremayne away, and at once, there will! be serious trouble."
And now behold Lady O'Moy thrown into a state of alarm that bordered
upon terror. She had more reason than Sylvia could dream, more
reason she conceived than Sylvia herself, to wish to keep Captain
Tremayne out of trouble just at present.
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