His eyes were fixed on Hugh.
Hugh's face became suddenly ugly, livid.

He rose slowly to his feet, and stood motionless.
"He hates her," said Lord Newhaven to himself.

And he removed his glance and came forward.
"You were looking for me, Violet ?" he remarked.

"I have no doubt you are wishing to return home.

We will go at once." He threw away his cigarette.