Jane could hear the twinkle in his voice.

"My dear lady," he said, "you overestimate my play as, in your great kindness of heart, you overestimate many other things connected with me.

But I shall like to think of you at the golf links at eleven o'clock to-morrow morning.

You might drive there, but the walk through the woods is too charming to miss.

Only remember, you cross the park and leave by the north gate, not the main entrance by which we go to the railway station.