"But," she added, rather low, "he isn't always kind." At this moment the door opened, and the subject of their conversation entered the room.

He paused on the threshold, and for an instant Diana could have sworn that as his eyes met her own a sudden light of pleasure flashed into their blue depths, only to be immediately replaced by his usual look of cold indifference.

He glanced round the room, apparently somewhat surprised to find Diana and his secretary its sole occupants.
"We're all here now except our hostess," observed the latter cheerfully, following his thought.
"So it seems.

I didn't know"-- looking across from Jerry to Diana in a puzzled way--"that you two were acquainted with each other." "We aren't--at least, we weren't," replied Jerry.

"We met by chance, like two angels that have made a bid for the same cloud." Errington smiled faintly.
"And did you persuade your--fellow angel--to sing to you ?" he asked drily.
"No.