What would she say?
It was a curious thing, but Kate seemed as embarrassed as themselves, and she said nothing except: "Oh, I hope you're not hurt!" and said this in a hasty way and with ostentatious amiability.
Eugene was surprised.

But as his eyes wandered, they fell on Haddington, and that rising politician held awkwardly in his hand, and was trying to convey behind his back, what looked very like a lady's glove.

Now Miss Bernard had only one glove on.
"The battery is spiked," he whispered triumphantly.

"Come along, Lady Claudia." Claudia hadn't seen what Eugene had, but she obeyed, and off they went again, airily waving their hands.
"What's the matter with her ?" she asked.
Eugene was struggling with laughter.
"Didn't you see?
Haddington had her glove! Splendid!" Claudia, regardless of safety, turned for an instant, a flushed, smiling face to him.

He was about to speak, but she turned away again, exclaiming: "Quick! I've promised to meet Father Stafford at twelve, and I mustn't keep him waiting.