Philippa's expression was obviously one of satisfaction.
"I'm so glad," she assured him.

"Do you know, I was thinking only as I came back in the taxicab, how I should miss you." She was standing with her foot upon the broad fender, and her first little impulse of pleasure seemed to pass as she looked into the fire.
She turned towards him gravely.
"After all, do you think you are wise ?" she asked.

"Of course, I don't think that any one at Dreymarsh has the least suspicion, but you know Captain Griffiths did ask questions, and--well, you're safely away now.
You have been so wonderful about Dick, so wonderful altogether," she went on, "that I couldn't bear it if trouble were to come." He smiled at her.
"I think I know what is at the back of your mind," he said.

"You think that I am coming back entirely on your account.

As it happens, this is not so." She looked at him with wide-open eyes.
"Surely," she exclaimed, "you have satisfied yourself that there is no field for your ingenuity in Dreymarsh ?" "I thought that I had," he admitted.