Yet they told enough; the list of lady-players was given, and Miss Power's name was one.
That a young lady who, six months ago, would scarcely join for conscientious reasons in a simple dance on her own lawn, should now be willing to exhibit herself on a public stage, simulating love-passages with a stranger, argued a rate of development which under any circumstances would have surprised him, but which, with the particular addition, as leading colleague, of Captain De Stancy, inflamed him almost to anger.

What clandestine arrangements had been going on in his absence to produce such a full-blown intention it were futile to guess.
Paula's course was a race rather than a march, and each successive heat was startling in its eclipse of that which went before.
Somerset was, however, introspective enough to know that his morals would have taken no such virtuous alarm had he been the chief male player instead of Captain De Stancy.
He passed under the castle-arch and entered.

There seemed a little turn in the tide of affairs when it was announced to him that Miss Power expected him, and was alone.
The well-known ante-chambers through which he walked, filled with twilight, draughts, and thin echoes that seemed to reverberate from two hundred years ago, did not delay his eye as they had done when he had been ignorant that his destiny lay beyond; and he followed on through all this ancientness to where the modern Paula sat to receive him.
He forgot everything in the pleasure of being alone in a room with her.
She met his eye with that in her own which cheered him.

It was a light expressing that something was understood between them.

She said quietly in two or three words that she had expected him in the forenoon.
Somerset explained that he had come only that morning from London.
After a little more talk, in which she said that her aunt would join them in a few minutes, and Miss De Stancy was still indisposed at her father's house, she rang for tea and sat down beside a little table.
'Shall we proceed to business at once ?' she asked him.
'I suppose so.' 'First then, when will the working drawings be ready, which I think you said must be made out before the work could begin ?' While Somerset informed her on this and other matters, Mrs.Goodman entered and joined in the discussion, after which they found it would be necessary to adjourn to the room where the plans were hanging.