CHAPTER XV.
FOR EVER Godfrey managed to be late again, and only reached home five minutes after his father, who had bicycled instead of walking from the station as he supposed that he would do.
"I forgot to give orders about your lunch," said Mr.Knight tentatively.

"I hope that you managed to get some." "Oh, yes, Father; that is, I lunched out, at the Hall." "Indeed! I did not know that Sir John had arrived." "No, he hasn't; at least I have not seen him.

I lunched with Isobel." "Indeed!" remarked Mr.Knight again, and the subject dropped.
Next day, Godfrey, once more arrayed in his best clothes, attended the prize-giving and duly was made to look foolish, only getting home just in time for dinner, after which his father requested him to check certain examination papers.

Then came Sunday and church at which Isobel did not appear; two churches in fact, and after these a tea party to the churchwardens and their wives, to whom Godfrey was expected to explain the wonders of the Alps.

Before it was over, if he could have managed it, these stolid farmers with their families would have lain at the bottom of the deepest moraine that exists amid those famous mountains.