“Is he?” Joan hesitated, put her hand on the door and then walked back again to the window. Treherne was too thoroughly trained to exhibit surprise, but it was impossible to suppose that in a large household, such as the Towers, the strained relations that had existed at times between Lord and Lady Warchester had passed without comment. On the whole, the elder servants were of opinion that a few tiffs in early married life were to be expected, and that the couple, being fond of each other, were bound to come out all right in the end. Of late it had been evident too that husband and wife were once more on better terms; this morning, however, glancing at the shadows beneath Lady Warchester’s eyes, at the dimming of her colouring, having noticed that the key in the door leading into Warchester’s dressing-room was turned on the outside, Treherne drew her own conclusions. “Tell his lordship I have a headache,” Joan said, without looking round.
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