Once Thomson, when he was dummy, crossed the room and approached them.

Their conversation was suddenly suspended.
"I told Ralph," Geraldine said, looking up, "that you wanted to speak to him, but he and Olive have gone off somewhere.

By-the-bye, Hugh," she went on curiously, "you didn't tell me that you'd called on Captain Granet this evening." "Well, it wasn't a matter of vital importance, was it ?" he answered, smiling.

"My call, in any case, arose from an accident." "Major Thomson," came a voice from the other side of the room, "it is your deal." Thomson returned obediently to the bridge-table.

The rubber was over a few minutes later and the little party broke up.