"It is in the blood," he said half-aloud, but Dane heard and afterwards remembered it.
In the meanwhile Miss Barrington had turned from the stranger to her niece.

"It is a very long time since you have seen Lance, Maud, and, though I knew his mother well, I am less fortunate, because this is our first meeting," she said.

"I wonder if you still remember my niece ?" Now, Winston had been gratified by his first success, and was about to venture on the answer that it was impossible to forget; but when he turned towards the very stately young woman in the long black dress whose eyes had a sardonic gleam, and wondered whether he had ever seen anybody so comely or less inclined to be companionable, it was borne in upon him that any speech of the kind would be distinctly out of place.
Accordingly, and because there was no hand held out in this case, he contented himself with a little bend of his head.

Then he was presented to the Colonel, who was distantly cordial, and Winston was thankful when the maid appeared in the doorway again, to announce that dinner was ready, Miss Barrington laid her hand upon his arm.
"You will put up with an old woman's company tonight ?" she said.
Winston glanced down deprecatingly at his attire.

"I must explain that I had no intention of trespassing on your hospitality," he said.