Nothing has been heard of him since." "What a fatuous thing to do!" she remarked.

"Shall you have to get another secretary ?" "Presently," he assented.

"Just for the moment I am rather enjoying doing nothing." She leaned back amongst the cushions of her chair and looked across at him with interest, an interest which presently drifted into sympathy.
Even the lightness of his tone could not mask the inwritten weariness of the man, the tired droop of the mouth, and the lacklustre eyes.
"Do you know," she said, "I have never been more intrigued than when I heard you were really coming down here.

Last summer I was in Scotland--in fact I have been away every time the Manor has been open.
I am so anxious to know whether you like this part of the world." "I like it so much," he replied, "that I feel like settling here for the rest of my life." She shook her head.
"You will never be able to do that," she said, "at least not for many years.

The country will need so much of your time.