She could spend the afternoon with Walter Hine, but she must run to her room when he came upon the scene.
Jealousy flamed up in him.

Every now and then a whimsical smile of amusement showed upon Garratt Skinner's face and broadened into a grin.
Chayne was looking a fool, and was quite conscious of it.

He rose abruptly from his chair.
"I must be going," he said, over loudly, and Garratt Skinner smiled.
"I'm afraid she won't hear that," he said softly, measuring with his eyes the distance between the group and the house.

"But come again, Captain Chayne, and sit it out." Chayne flushed with anger.

He said, "Thank you," and tried to say it jauntily and failed.