Mrs.Ormonde took Thyrza's hand as they drew near.

They stood there for a long time.
Two or three other people were walking about the Head.

In talking, Mrs.
Ormonde became aware that someone had approached her; she turned her head, and saw Annabel Newthorpe.
They shook hands quietly.

Thyrza drew a little away.
'Are you alone ?' Mrs.Ormonde asked.
'Yes, I have walked.' 'Who do you think this is ?' Mrs.Ormonde murmured quickly.

'Mr.Grail's future wife.