Buttheresultofputtingthedeceptioninpracticewas，tosaytheleastofit，alittleembarrassingatfirst。HerewasthewaiterdescribingMissSilvesterashis“goodlady；“andleavingitmostnaturallyandproperlytothe“goodlady’s“husbandtoknockatherbedroomdoor，andtellherthathewasthere。Indespairofknowingwhatelsetodoatthemoment，Arnoldaskedforthelandlady，whomhehadnotseenonarrivingattheinn。
“Thelandleddy’sjusttottin’uptheledgerso’thehottleinherainroom，“answeredMr。Bishopriggs。“She’llbehereanon——thewearyfulwoman!——speerin’whoyeareandwhatyeare，andtakin’
a’thebusinesso’thehooseonherainpairo’shouthers。“Hedroppedthesubjectofthelandlady，andputinapleaforhimself。“Iha’lookitaftera’theleddy’slittlecomforts，Sir，“hewhispered。“Trustinme!trustinme!“
Arnold’sattentionwasabsorbedintheveryseriousdifficultyofannouncinghisarrivaltoAnne。“HowamItogetherout？“hesaidtohimself，withalookofperplexitydirectedatthebedroomdoor。
Hehadspokenloudenoughforthewaitertohearhim。Arnold’slookofperplexitywasinstantlyreflectedonthefaceofMr。