He looked and saw Ethne's gloved hand upon his sleeve.
"What does it mean ?" she asked.

There was some perplexity in her voice, but nothing more than perplexity.

The smile upon her face and the loyal confidence in her eyes showed she had never a doubt that his first word would lift it from her.

"What does it mean ?" "That there are things which cannot be hid, I suppose," said Feversham.
For a little while Ethne did not speak.

The languorous music floated into the hall, and the trees whispered from the garden through the open door.