"If so, I'll stand aside." "No.

I came here to look on," she explained.
"Lady Marfield," and she nodded towards their hostess, "is my cousin, and--well, I don't want to grow rusty.

You see I have an explanation too--oh, not here! He's at Chatham, and it's as well to keep up with the world--" She broke off abruptly, and with a perceptible start of surprise.

She was looking towards the door.

Casson followed the direction of her eyes, and saw young Linforth in the doorway.
At last he remembered.