His face was like a still, white mask.
"I am so sorry," Mannering said, "but I have had a most unexpected visit from an old friend.

May I introduce Sir Leslie Borrowdean--Mrs.
Handsell!" The lady in the car bent her head, and Borrowdean performed an automatic salute.

Mannering continued: "I am afraid that I must throw myself upon your mercy! Sir Leslie insists upon returning this afternoon, and I am taking him back for an early luncheon.

You will find Clara and Lindsay at the golf club.

May we have our foursome to-morrow ?" "Certainly! I will not keep you for a moment.