Inez and I are going up to a kind of forbidden city,
where Don Pedro reigns as Inca, and I expect we shall have a
jolly time. I hear there is some big game shooting there."
"What about your soldiering?" asked Hope, rather, surprised at
this extended tour being arranged.
"Oh, my husband has left the army," pouted Inez. "His duties
kept him away from me nearly all the day, and I grew weary of
being left alone."
"So you see, Mrs. Hope," laughed Random gayly, "that I have had
to succumb to my fireside tyrant. We shall go and see this fairy
city and then return to my home in Oxfordshire. There Inez will
settle down as a real English wife and I'll turn a country
squire. So, after all our troubles, peace will come."
"And as you will not come to my country," said Lady Random to
her hostess, "you cannot refuse to visit Frank and myself at the
Grange. We have had so much trouble together that we cannot lose
sight of each other."
"No," said Lucy, kissing her. "We will come to Oxfordshire."
So it was arranged, and the next day Mr. and Mrs. Hope went over
to Monte Carlo to see the last of Sir Frank and his wife. They
stood on the heights watching the pretty little steamer making
for South America.
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