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419 THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. 419 Lord Warburton had asked leave to bid good-bye to Pansy, but neither Isabel nor Osmond had made any motion to send for her. He had the air of giving out that his visit must be short ; he sat on a small chair, as if it were only for a moment, keeping his hat in his hand. But he stayed and stayed ; Isabel wondered what he was waiting for. She believed it was not to see Pansy ; she had an impression that on the whole he would rather not see Pansy. It was of course to see herself alone he had some- thing to say to her. Isabel had no great wish to hear it, for she was afraid it would be an explanation, and she could perfectly dispense with explanations. Osmond, however, presently got up, like a man of good taste to whom it had occurred that so inveterate a visitor might wish to say just the last word of all to the ladies. " I have a letter to write before dinner," he said ; "you must excuse me. I will see if my daughter is disengaged, and if she is she shall know you are here. Of course when you come to Koine you will always look us up. Isabel will talk to you about the English expedition; she decides all those things." The nod with which, instead of a hand-shake, he terminated this little speech, was perhaps a 4 rather meagre form of salutation ; but on the whole it was all the occasion demanded. Isabel reflected that after he left the room Lord Warburton would have no pretext for saying " Your husband is very angry ; " which would have been extremely disagreeable to her. Nevertheless, if he had done so, she would have said " Oh, don't be anxious. He doesn't hate you : it's me that he hates ! " It was only when they had been left alone together that Lord Warburton showed a certain vague awkwardness sitting down in another chair, handling two or three of the objects that were near him. " I hope he will make Miss Osmond come," he presently remarked. " I want very much to see her." " I'm glad it's the last time," said Isabel. " So am I. She doesn't care for me." " No, she doesn't care for you." " I don't wonder at it," said Lord Warburton. Then he added, with inconsequence "You will come to England, won't you 1 " " I think we had better not." " Ah, you owe me a visit. Don't you remember that you were to have come to Lockleigh once, and you never did 1 " " Everything is changed since then," said Isabel. " Not changed for the worse, surely as far as we are con- E E 2