CHAPTER X 

LADY SYBIL SAYS "YES" 

The carriage plunged into the shadow of the pine-woods, and commenced the long uphill ascent to Saalburg. Lady Caroom put down her parasol and turned towards Sybil, whose eyes were steadfastly fixed upon the narrow white belt of road ahead. 

"Now, Sybil," she said, "for our talk." 

"Your talk," Sybil corrected her, with a smile. 

I'm to be listener." 

"Oh, it may not be so one-sided after all," Lady Caroom declared. "And we had better make haste, or that impetuous young man of yours will come pounding after us on his motor before we know where we are. What are you going to do about him, Sybil?" 

"I don't know." 

"Well, you'll have to make up your mind. He's getting on my nerves. You must decide one way or another." 

Sybil sighed. 

"He's quite the nicest young man I know--of his class," she remarked. 

"Exactly," Lady Caroom assented. "And though I think you will admit that I am one of the least conventional of mothers, I must really say I don't think that it is exactly a comfortable thing to do to marry a man who is altogether outside one's own circle." 

"Mr. Brooks," Sybil said, "is quite as well bred as Atherstone." 

"He is his equal in breeding and in birth," Lady Caroom declared. "You know all about him. I admit," she continued, "that it sounds like a page out of a novel. But it isn't. The only pity is--from one point of view--that it makes so little difference." 
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Lady Caroom put down her parasol and turned towards Sybil