Suddenly she felt the colour burning in her cheeks.

She withdrew her hands, lost her presence of mind, and found it again at the sound of the servant's approaching footsteps.
"About eight o'clock, then," she said.

"A dinner coat will do unless you are going on somewhere.

Henry will be so glad to meet you." "It will give me great pleasure to meet Lord Dredlinton," Wingate murmured, as he made his farewell bow..