"Dinner is the next phase of life which will
interest me. Has the dressing-bell gone yet?"
"You gross person," she exclaimed. "You ate so much tea you had to go
to sleep."
"It was the exercise, he insisted.
"You have been standing about all day. I heard you ask for a place
without any walking, and where as few people as possible could see you
miss your birds."
"Your ears are a great deal too sharp," he said. "It was the wind,
then."
"Never mind what it was," she answered, laughing. "You can go to sleep
again if you like."
Molyneux put up his eyeglass and looked from one to the other. He saw
that Sybil's interest in her companion's conversation was not assumed,
and for the first time he appreciated Brooks' good looks. He shook off
his sleepiness at once and stood by Sybil's side.
"Have you been trying to convert Lady Sybil?" he asked.
"It is unnecessary," she answered, quickly. "Mr. Brooks and I are on
the same side."
He laughed softly and strolled away. Lord Arranmore was standing
thoughtfully before the marking-board. He laid his hand upon his arm.
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