That was the wonder, and that gave them the key.

But it was deliciously near to the real thing.
Dartrey and Skepsey shook hands.
'And now, you fellows, you're to know, that this is one of the champions; and you take your lesson from him and thank him,' Dartrey said, as he turned on his heel to strike and greet the flow from the house.
'Dartrey come!' Victor, Fenellan, Colney, had him by the hand in turn.
Pure sweetness of suddenly awakened joy sat in Nataly's eyes as she swam to welcome him, Nesta moved a step, seemed hesitating, and she tripped forward.

'Dear Captain Dartrey!' He did not say: 'But what a change in you!' 'It is blue-butterfly, all the same,' Nataly spoke to his look.
Victor hurriedly pronounced the formal introduction between the Hon.
Dudley Sowerby and Captain Dartrey Fenellan.

The bronze face and the milky bowed to one another ceremoniously; the latter faintly flushing.
'So here you are at last,' Victor said.

'You stay with us.' 'To-morrow or later, if you'll have me.