The news of his dismissal must be conveyed to John Derringham by the lady as that lady's free and determined choice.
So Mr.Green was very cautious all the Friday evening, and made himself as irresistible as he could, using all his clever wits to flatter and cajole Cecilia, and leaving not a trifle unconsidered which could interfere with his plans.
They were simple enough.
He claimed to have discovered a quite new and quite charming spot on the Lido, which he was most anxious to take Mrs.Cricklander to see alone--he put a stress upon the word _alone_, and looked into her eyes.
They would go quite early and be back before tea, as John Derringham had timed himself to arrive upon the mainland about seven o'clock, and would be at the Daniellis, where they were all staying, for dinner.
Mrs.Cricklander felt she must have one more delightful afternoon, and, as this excursion might contain a spice of adventure, it thrilled her blood.

She had been exquisitely discreet--in public--forcing Arabella always to talk to Mr.Hanbury-Green, and devoting herself to Lady Maulevrier, or any other lady or old gentleman who happened to be present.

And then she felt free to spend long hours alone with Mr.
Hanbury-Green in her sitting-room, whose balcony hung over the beautiful canal.

No one could say a word--Arabella's discretion could always be counted upon; and pleasure was secured.
She looked, perhaps, more beautiful than she had ever done in her life as they started.

Mr.Hanbury-Green had hired a special gondola, not the one they were accustomed to float about in,--and off they went.