Poor
Natalie!--I am glad her mother has come to her at last."
He rose.
"I wish I could offer you a bed here," Lord Evelyn said.
"I have a great many things to arrange to-night," he answered, simply.
"Perhaps I may not be able to get to bed at all."
Lord Evelyn hesitated.
"When can I see you to-morrow?" he said at length. "You know I am going
to Lind the first thing in the morning."
Brand stopped abruptly.
"I must absolutely forbid your doing anything of the kind," said he,
firmly. "This is a matter of the greatest secrecy; there is to be no
talking about it; I have given you some hint, and the same I shall give
to Natalie, and there an end." He added, "Your interference would be
quite useless, Evelyn. The matter is not in Lind's hands."
He bade his friend good-night.
"Thank you for letting me bore you so long. You see, I expected talking
over the thing would drive off that first shock of nervousness. Now I am
going to play the part of Karl Sand with indifference. When you hear of
me, you will think I must have been brought up by the Tugendbund or the
Carbonari, or some of those societies.
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