That Rodney was angry with her and had made this opportunity for speaking to her, Katharine knew very well; she was neither glad nor sorry that the time had come, nor, indeed, knew what to expect, and thus remained silent.

The carriage grew smaller and smaller upon the dusky road, and still Rodney did not speak.

Perhaps, she thought, he waited until the last sign of the carriage had disappeared beneath the curve of the road and they were left entirely alone.

To cloak their silence she read the writing on the obelisk, to do which she had to walk completely round it.

She was murmuring a word to two of the pious lady's thanks above her breath when Rodney joined her.