"I am expecting visitors.

I think that we understand each other." He rose to his feet.
"I am sorry for our failure, Stella," he said.

"Pray do not hesitate to write to me at any time if my advice or assistance can be of service." He passed down the lounge, more crowded now than when he had entered.

A very fashionably dressed young woman, one of a smart tea party, leaned back in her chair as he passed and held out her hand.
"And how does town seem, Mr.Tallente, after your sylvan solitude ?" she asked.
Tallente for a moment was almost at a loss.

Then a glance into her really very wonderful eyes, and the curve of her lips as she smiled convinced him of the truth which he had at first discarded.
"Miss Miall!" he exclaimed.
"Please don't look so surprised," she laughed.