Very unlike herself she dabbled her fingers over the boat-side, and any light remark that she made was addressed to her cousin.

Annabel exerted herself to converse, chiefly telling of the excursions that had been made with Paula during the past week.
'What have you been doing in Jersey ?' Paula asked of Egremont, presently.

Her tone was indifferent, a little condescending.
'Reading.' 'Novels ?' 'No.' 'And where are you going next ?' 'I shall live in London.

My travels are over, I think.' 'We have heard that too often,' said Annabel.

'Did you ever calculate how many miles you have travelled since you left Oxford ?' 'I have been a restless fellow,' he admitted, regarding her with quiet scrutiny, 'but I dare say some profit has come of my wanderings.
However, it's time to set to work.' 'Work!' asked Paula in surprise.