Possibly the chauffeur who had taken his master's instructions might have thrown some light on the subject had he so chosen.
"Quite warm now ?" queried Errington.
Diana snuggled luxuriously into her corner.
"Quite, thanks," she replied.

"You're rapidly qualifying as a good Samaritan _par excellence_, thanks to the constant opportunities I afford you." He laughed shortly and relapsed into silence, leaning his elbow on the cushioned ledge beside him and shading his face with his hand.

Beneath its shelter, the keen blue eyes stared at the girl opposite with an odd, thwarted expression in their depths.
Presently Diana spoke again, a tinge of irony in her tones.
"And--after this--when next we meet.

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