At last the ladies rose, and, leaving the men at table, they sauntered off towards the terrace.

But under the archway Sylvia checked her cousin.
"Una," she said gravely, "you had better call Captain Tremayne and take him away for the present." Una's eyes opened wide.

"Why ?" she inquired.
Miss Armytage was almost impatient with her.

"Didn't you see?
Resentment is only slumbering between those men.

It will break out again now that we have left them unless you can get Captain Tremayne away." Una continued to look at her cousin, and then, her mind fastening ever upon the trivial to the exclusion of the important, her glance became arch.