"Did your lordship expect letters ?" he inquired.

"That was scarcely reason enough to suppose me a courier.
There is some mistake, I imagine." Between the wink and the words his lordship was bewildered.
Mr.Caryll turned to the lady, bowing.

Then he waved a hand over the downs.

"A fine view," said he airily, and she stared at him.

"I shall treasure sweet memories of Maidstone." Her stare grew stonier.