He retreated upon them.

Eleanor addressed some question to him, but he scarcely answered her.

He seemed to be in a brown study, and walked on beside her in silence.
Reggie fell back a few paces, and watched them.
'What a bear he can be when he chooses!' the boy said to himself indignantly.

'And how depressed Eleanor looks! Some fresh worry I suppose--and all his fault.

Now look at that!' For another group--Lucy, her new acquaintance the Count, and Madame Variani--had crossed the path of the first.