He had addressed her , but what he said she knew not , beyond a vague idea that it was some slight allusion to the music going on in the next room . With a smile which would serve for an answer to almost any remark , she hastily plunged into conversation with a composure that did her credit in the eyes of her friends , who stood in awe of the young hero , for all were but just out . `` Mr. Talbot hardly needs an introduction here , for his name is well-known among us , though this is perhaps his first visit to England ? '' she said , flattering herself that this artful speech would entrap him into the reply she wanted . With a slight frown , as if the allusion to his adventure rather annoyed him , and a smile that puzzled all but Lillian , he answered very simply , `` It is not my first visit to this hospitable island . I was here a few years ago , for a short time , and left with regret . '' `` Then you have old friends here ? '' And Lillian watched him as she spoke . `` I had . They had doubtless forgotten me now , '' he said , with a sudden shadow marring the tranquillity of his face . `` Why doubt them ? If they were true friends , they will not forget . '' The words were uttered impulsively , almost warmly , but Talbot made no response , except a polite inclination and an abrupt change in the conversation . `` That remains to be proved . Do you sing , Miss Trevlyn ? '' `` A little . '' And Lillian 's tone was both cold and proud . `` A great deal , and very charmingly , '' added Maud , who took pride in her friend 's gifts both of voice and beauty . `` Come , dear , there are so few of us you will sing , I know . Mamma desired me to ask you when Edith had done . ''
To her surprise Lillian complied , and allowed XXXXX to lead her to the instrument .
Edith England Lillian Maud Talbot Trevlyn allusion first left years