She had never heard of this Cheiron.

She felt vaguely that Arabella had told her of some classical or mythological personage of some such sounding name, a boatman of sorts--but she dare not risk a statement, so she went on with the point she wished to gain, which was to investigate at once Mr.Carlyon's surroundings and discover, if possible, whether there was any influence there that would be inimical to herself.
"I dare say we can go to-morrow," John Derringham said.

"You and I might walk over--and perhaps Miss Lutworth and Freynault.

We can't go a large party, the house is so small." "Why cannot you and I go alone, then ?" she asked.
"Oh, I think he would like to see Miss Cora.

She is such a charming girl," and John Derringham looked over to where she sat, still dangling a pair of blue satin feet from the high chair.