Chapter 11

"Will you want me to come with you, sir?" "No, Denny--not this time. I have a sort of premonition that I'm going to enjoy myself at Drayton House, and you're too young for that sort of thing." With a resigned look on his face, Denny left the room, closing the door gently behind him. But Drummond, left to himself, did not at once continue his letter to Lady Manton. With his pen held loosely in his hand he sat at his desk staring thoughtfully at the wall opposite. Gone completely was his customary inane look of go…