"He is not expected to be here during the--er--you might say, the--ahem!" "I'll have a look about the room," said Anne softly.

She felt that she was going to like Murray.

She wanted him to like her.

The butler may have caught the queer little note in her voice, or he may have seen the hunted look in her eyes before she turned them away.

At any rate, he poked the fire vigorously once more.