He had vague suspicions concerning Deringham, but was quite aware that it would be inappropriate for him to express them.

Also, having seen a little of the smoother side of life in England, he knew a trifle more about young women of Miss Deringham's description than his comrade did.

He admired the girl, as most men would have done, but the qualities Alton had evidently endowed her with were not especially apparent to him.

He also fancied that Miss Deringham would have found some of them distinctly irksome now and then.
It was dark when they came out of the _brulee_ and pitched camp amidst the boulders beside a lonely lake.

The mists crawled about the pines that shut it in, and its surface was seamed with white by a little bitter wind.