He was doing what was a comparatively rare thing in those days, taking over a motor to tour down to Venice in, and Cora was duly interested.

Freynie adored motoring, too, she said, and that was how they intended to spend their honeymoon.

She was going to be married in a few weeks, and was radiantly happy.
This was the first time she had seen John Derringham since his engagement and his accident, and the great change in him gave her an unpleasant shock.

There were quite a number of silver threads in his dark hair above the temples, and he looked haggard and gaunt and lifeless.

Cora's kind heart was touched.
"I am sure he does not care a rush for Cis," she thought to herself, "and I am sure he did for that sweet Halcyone.