Dominey found himself watching her, as she deserted him a little later on to stand by Terniloff's side, with a little thrill of tangled emotions.

He felt a touch on his arm.

Stephanie, who was passing with another of the guns, paused to whisper in his ear: "There might be a greater danger--one that has evaded even your cautious mind--in overplaying your part!" Dominey was taken possession of by Caroline on their walk to the next stand.

She planted herself on a shooting stick by his side and commenced to take him roundly to task.
"My dear Everard," she said, "you are one of the most wonderful examples of the reformed rake I ever met! You have even acquired respectability.
For heaven's sake, don't disappoint us all!" "I seem to be rather good at that," Dominey observed a little drearily.
"Well, you are the master of your own actions, are you not ?" she asked.
"What I want to say in plain words is, don't go and make a fool of yourself with Stephanie." "I have not the least intention of doing anything of the sort." "Well, she has! Mark my words, Everard, I know that woman.

She is clever and brilliant and anything else you like, but for some reason or other she has set her mind upon you.