I'll be there," replied Will, and so, with knitted brows strode away.
Very punctually did the visitor arrive that evening.

He entered the room with that same look of embarrassment which he had worn during the brief colloquy at Kew; he shook hands awkwardly, and, as he seated himself, talked about the fall of temperature since sunset, which made a fire agreeable.

Warburton, ashamed of the sullenness he could not overcome, rolled this way and that in his chair, holding the poker and making lunges with it at a piece of coal which would not break.
"That was a lucky chance," began Franks at length, "our meeting this afternoon." "Lucky?
Why ?" "Because it has given me the courage to speak to you about something.
Queerest chance I ever knew that you should be there close by the Crosses." "Did they ask who I was ?" inquired Warburton after a violent lunge with the poker, which sent pieces of coal flying into the room.
"They didn't happen to see me whilst I was talking with you.

But, in any case," added Franks, "they wouldn't have asked.

They're well-bred people, you know--really ladies.