Dick was to be let down from her ladyship's balcony to the quadrangle by a rope ladder with which Tremayne would come equipped, having procured it for the purpose from the Telemachus.
She hung upon his arm, overwhelming him now with her gratitude, her parasol sheltering them both from the rays of the sun as they emerged from the thicket intro the meadowland in full view of the terrace where Count Samoval and Sir Terence were at that moment talking earnestly together.
You will remember that O'Moy had undertaken to provide that Count Samoval's visits to Monsanto should be discontinued.

About this task he had gone with all the tact of which he had boasted himself master to Colquhoun Grant.

You shall judge of the tact for yourself.

No sooner had the colonel left for Lisbon, and Carruthers to return to his work, than, finding himself alone with the Count, Sir Terence considered the moment a choice one in which to broach the matter.
"I take it ye're fond of walking, Count," had been his singular opening move.

They had left the table by now, and were sauntering together on the terrace.
"Walking ?" said Samoval.