The evening at Dominey hall was practically a repetition of the previous one, with a different set of guests from the outer world.

After dinner, Dominey was absent for a few minutes and returned with Rosamund upon his arm.

She received the congratulations of her neighbours charmingly, and a little court soon gathered around her.

Doctor Harrison, who had been dining, remained upon the outskirts, listening to her light-hearted and at times almost brilliant chatter with grave and watchful interest.
Dominey, satisfied that she was being entertained, obeyed Terniloff's gestured behest and strolled with him to a distant corner of the hall.
"Let me now, my dear host," the Prince began, with some eagerness in his tone, "continue and, I trust, conclude the conversation to which all that I said this morning was merely the prelude." "I am entirely at your service," murmured his host.
"I have tried to make you understand that from my own point of view--and I am in a position to know something--the fear of war between this country and our own has passed.

England is willing to make all reasonable sacrifices to ensure peace.