The moment the door closed on her, Iris started up, and hurried to
Mountjoy.
"Oh, Hugh," she said, "I saw the address on that packet when the
servant put it on the table!"
"My dear, what is there to excite you in the address?"
"Don't speak so loud! She may be listening outside the door."
Not only the words, but the tone in which they were spoken, amazed
Mountjoy. "Your friend, Mrs. Vimpany!" he exclaimed.
"Mrs. Vimpany was afraid to open the packet in our presence," Iris went
on: "you must have seen that. The handwriting is familiar to me; I am
certain of the person who wrote the address."
"Well? And who is the person?"
She whispered in his ear: "Lord Harry."