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Rh wondered if that could be! But his wonder the next moment only made him go to the door and, with his hand on the knob, stand as if listening for voices. Maisie listened, but she heard none. All she heard, presently, was Sir Claude's saying, with speculation quite averted, but so as not to be heard in the salon: "Mrs. Beale will never go." On this he pushed open the door, and she went in with him. The salon was empty, but, as an effect of their entrance, the lady he had just mentioned appeared at the door of the bedroom. "Is she going?" he then demanded.

Mrs. Beale came forward, closing her door behind her. "I've had the most extraordinary scene with her. She told me yesterday she 'd stay."

"And my arrival has altered it?"

"Oh, we took that into account!" Mrs. Beale was flushed, which was never quite becoming to her, and her face visibly testified to the encounter to which she alluded. Evidently, however, she had not been worsted, and she held up her head and smiled and rubbed her hands as if in sudden emulation of the patronne. "She promised she 'd stay even if you should come."