"Soho!" said Craven, startled.
"Yes!"
"Oh, but Miss Van Tuyn performed that miracle!" said Craven, recovering himself.
"I don"t think so. You are too modest. But now, mind, I expect you to come down to Coombe to lunch on the first fine Sunday, and to bring Adela with you. Good night! Bobbie, where are you?"
And she followed Lady Wrackley and the young man with the turned-up nose to a big and shining motor which had just glided noiselessly up.
"d.a.m.n the women!" muttered Craven, as he pushed through the crowd into the ugly freedom of Shaftesbury Avenue.
CHAPTER III
Miss Van Tuyn and the members of the "old guard" went home to bed that night realizing that Lady Sellingworth had had "things" done to herself before she came out to the theatre party.
"She"s beginning again after--how many years is it?" said Lady Wrackley to Mrs. Ackroyde in the motor as they drove away from Shaftesbury.
"Ten," said Mrs. Ackroyde, who was blessed with a sometimes painfully retentive memory.
"I suppose it"s Zotos," observed Lady Wrackley.
"Who"s Zotos?" inquired young Leving of the turned-up nose and the larky expression.
"A Greek who"s a genius and who lives in South Moulton Street."
"What"s he do?"
"Things that men shouldn"t be allowed to know anything about. Talk to Bobbie for a minute, will you?"
She turned again to Mrs. Ackroyde.
"It must be Zotos. But even he will be in a difficulty with her if she wants to have very much done. She made the mistake of her life when she became an old woman. I remember saying at the time that some day she would repent in dust and ashes and want to get back, and that then it would be too late. How foolish she was!"
"She will be much more foolish now if she really begins again," said Mrs. Ackroyde in her cool, common-sense way.
The young men were talking, and after a moment she continued:
"When a thing"s once been thoroughly seen by everyone and recognized for what it is, it is worse than useless to hide it or try to hide it.
Adela should know that. But I must say she looked remarkably well to-night--for her. He"s a good-looking boy."
"He must be at least twenty-eight years younger than she is."
"More, probably. But she prefers them like that. Don"t you remember Rochecouart? He was a mere child. When we gave our hop at Prince"s she was mad about him. And afterwards she wanted to marry Rupert Louth. It nearly killed her when she found out he had married that awful girl who called herself an actress. And there was someone else after Rupert."
"I know. I often wonder who it was. Someone _we_ don"t know."
"Someone quite out of our world. Anyhow, he must have broken her heart for the time. And it"s taken ten years to mend. Do you think that she sold her jewels secretly to pay that man"s debts, or gave them to him, and that then he threw her over? I have often wondered."
"So have we all. But we shall never know. Adela is very clever."
"And now it"s another boy! And only twenty-eight or so. He can"t be more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Poor old Adela!"
"Perhaps he likes white hair. There are boys who do."
"But not for long. Beryl was furious."
"It is hardly a compliment to her. I expect her cult for Adela will diminish rapidly."
"Oh, she"ll very soon get him away. Even Zotos won"t be able to do very much for Adela now. She burnt all her boats ten years ago. Her case is really hopeless, and she"ll very soon find that out."
"Do you remember when she tried to live up to Rupert Louth as an Amazon?"
"Yes. She nearly killed herself over it; but I must say she stuck to it splendidly. She has plenty of courage."
"Is Alick Craven athletic? I scarcely know him."
"Well, he"s never been a rough rider like Rupert Louth; but I believe he"s a sportsman, does all the usual things."
"Then I dare say we shall soon see Adela on the links and at Kings"."
"Probably. I"ll get them both down to Coombe and see if she"ll play tennis on my hard court. I shouldn"t wonder. She has pluck enough for anything."
"Ask me that Sunday. I wonder how long it will last."
"Not long. It can"t."
"And then she"ll go crash again. It must be awful to have a temperament like hers."
"Her great mistake is that apparently she puts some heart into it every time. I can"t think how she manages it, but she does. Do you remember twelve years ago, when she was crazy about Harry Blake? Well--"
But at this moment the motor drew up at the Carlton, and a huge man in uniform opened the door.
Mrs. Ackroyde was right in her comment on Miss Van Tuyn. In spite of Craven"s acting that night Miss Van Tuyn had thoroughly understood how things really were. She had persuaded Braybrooke to invite Lady Sellingworth to make a fourth in order that she might find out whether any link had been forged between Craven and Lady Sellingworth, whether there was really any secret understanding between them, or whether that tete-a-tete dinner in Soho had been merely a pa.s.sing pleasure, managed by Lady Sellingworth, meaning little, and likely to lead to nothing.
And she had found out that there certainly was a secret understanding between Lady Sellingworth and Craven from which she was excluded. Craven had preferred Adela Sellingworth to herself, and Adela Sellingworth was fully aware of it.
It was characteristic of Miss Van Tuyn that though her vanity was so great and was now severely wounded she did not debate the matter within herself, did not for a moment attempt to deceive herself about it.
And yet really she had very little ground to go upon. Craven had been charming to her, had replied to her glances, had almost made love to her at dinner, had sat very close to her during the last act of the play.
Yes; but it had all been acting on his part. Quite coolly she told herself that. And Lady Sellingworth had certainly wished him to act, had even prompted him to it.
Miss Van Tuyn felt very angry with Lady Sellingworth. She was less angry with Craven. Indeed, she was not sure that she was angry with him at all. He was several years older than herself, but she began to think of him as really very young, as much younger in mind and temperament than she was. He was only a clever boy, susceptible to flattery, easily influenced by a determined will, and probably absurdly chivalrous. She knew the sort of chivalry which was a symptom really of babyhood in the masculine mind. It was characteristic of sensitive natures, she believed, and it often led to strange aberrations. Craven was only a baby, although a baby of the world, and Adela Sellingworth with her vast experience had, of course, seen that at a glance and was now busily playing upon baby"s young chivalry. Miss Van Tuyn could almost hear the talk about being so lonely in the big house in Berkeley Square, about the freedom of men and the difficulty of having any real freedom when one is a solitary woman with no man to look after you, about the tragedy of being considered old when your heart and your nature are really still young, almost as young as ever they were. Adela Sellingworth would know how to touch every string, would be an adept at calling out the music she wanted. How easily experienced women played upon men! It was really pathetic! And as Craven had thought of protecting Lady Sellingworth against Miss Van Tuyn, so now Miss van Tuyn felt inclined to protect Alick Craven against Lady Sellingworth. She did not want to see a nice and interesting boy make a fool of himself. Yet Craven was on the verge of doing that, if he had not already done it. Lady Wrackley and Mrs.
Ackroyde had seen how things were, had taken in the whole situation in a moment. Miss Van Tuyn knew that, and in her knowledge there was bitterness. These two women had seen Lady Sellingworth preferred before her by a mere boy, had seen her beauty and youth go for nothing beside a woman of sixty"s fascination.
There must be something quite extraordinary in Craven. He must be utterly unlike other young men. She began to wonder about him intensely.
On the following morning, as usual, she went to Glebe Place to take what she had called her "lesson" from d.i.c.k Garstin. She arrived rather early, a few minutes before eleven, and found Garstin alone, looking tired and irritable.
"You look as if you had been up all night," she said as he let her in.