'Lord Maulevrier, Albany, to Lord Hartfield, Fellside, Grasmere.
'For God's sake come to me at once. I am in great trouble; not on my own
account, but about a relation.'
A relation--except his grandmother and his two sisters Maulevrier had no
relations for whom he cared a straw. This message must have relation to
Lesbia. Was she ill--dying, the victim of some fatal accident, runaway
horses, boat upset, train smashed? There was something; and Maulevrier
appealed to his nearest and best friend. There was no withstanding such
an appeal. It must be answered, and immediately.
Lord Hartfield went into the library and wrote his reply message, which
consisted of six words.
'Going to you by first train.'
The next train left Windermere at three. There was just time to get a
fresh horse put in the dogcart, and a Gladstone bag packed.
CHAPTER XLI.
PRIVILEGED INFORMATION.
Lord Hartfield did not arrive at Euston Square until near eleven o'clock
at night. A hansom deposited him at the entrance to the Albany just as
the clock of St.
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