The strain, of course, followed Haddington to Baden; it was among his most precious appurtenances; and Ayre, relying upon it, had little doubt that he could succeed in finding Kate alone and unprotected.
He was not deceived.

He found Kate just disposing of her draught, and an offer of his company for a stroll was accepted with tolerable graciousness.

Kate distrusted him, but she thought there was use in keeping on outwardly good terms; and she had no suspicion of his shameless conduct the night before.

Ayre directed their walk to the very same seat on which she and Haddington had sat.

As they passed, either romance or laziness suggested to Kate that they should sit down.