Demorest, now as self-possessed as his adversary, haughtily waved his hand towards the path.

They walked on in silence, without even looking at each other, until they reached a small summer-house that stood in the angle of the wall.

Demorest entered.

"We cannot be heard here," he said curtly.
"And we can see what is going on.

Good," said Blandford, coolly following him.