"Hullo!" he said sharply.

"How on earth comes that bounder Courtnay to be dining with the Wigrams ?" "Like to like," said Sir Tancred with a surprising, cheerful animation.
A few mornings later Sir Tancred, Tinker, and Lord Crosland were sitting in the gardens of the Temple of Fortune, and on a bench hard by sat Claire and Courtnay.

He was bending over her, talking volubly, in a loverlike attitude, exceedingly offensive in so public a place.

To Sir Tancred's shrewd eyes he seemed to be deliberately advertising their intimacy.

She was gazing dreamily before her with happy eyes, over the sea.