In half an hour, I'll have the portfolios ready." He walked away.

Helena sat flushed and silent, her eyes on the ground, twisting and untwisting the handkerchief on her lap.

And, presently, she too disappeared.

The rest of the party were left to discuss with Geoffrey French the ins and outs of the evidence, and to put up various theories as to the motives of the woman of the yew trees; an occupation that lasted them till dressing-time.
Cynthia Welwyn took but little share in it.

She was sitting rather apart from the rest, under a blue parasol which made an attractive combination with her semi-transparent black dress and the bright gold of her hair.