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  ‘I know – oh, I know!’ she said, in a shaking voice. ‘But you don’t care for me.’

  ‘You are mistaken: I have a very great regard for you.’

  ‘Ah, yes! And I for you,’ she said, with a pitiful attempt at a smile. ‘I think – I hope – that you will meet someone one day whom you will be able to love with all your heart. I beg of you, say no more!’

  ‘I am not taking my rejection as I should, am I?’ he said wryly.

  ‘I am so very sorry! It is dreadfully mortifying for you!’

  ‘Good God, what does that signify? But there is one thing I must say before we leave this. We are such old friends that you will let me speak frankly, I believe. Do you not think that even though we haven’t tumbled into love, headlong, as we did when we were very young, we might yet be very comfortable together? If I can’t give you romance, there are other things I can give you. No, I don’t mean riches: I know they would not weigh with you. But your situation is not happy. Forgive me if this gives you pain! You are not valued as you should be; neither your comfort nor your sensibility is a matter of concern to any member of your family. Indeed, it has frequently seemed to me that your sisters regard you as a convenient drudge! As for your sister-in-law, the tone of her mind is such that I am tolerably convinced that to live under the same roof with her must be a severe penance! Well! I can offer you a position of the first consequence. You would be at no one’s beck and call, you would be your own mistress – with a husband who, I promise you, would not make unreasonable demands of you. You may be sure that I should always attend to your wishes, and hold you in respect as well as affection. Would that not mean a happier life than the one you now lead?’

  Her face was very white; she pulled her hand away, saying in a stifled voice: ‘No – anguish!’

  This seemed so strange a thing for her to have said that he thought he could not have heard her aright. ‘I beg your pardon?’ he said blankly.

  She had moved away from him in some agitation, and said now, with her back turned to him: ‘I didn’t mean it – don’t heed it! I say such foolish things! Pray forgive me! I am so deeply grateful to you! Your wife will be the happiest of females, unless she is a monster, and I do hope you won’t marry a monster! If only I could find my handkerchief!’

  He could not help smiling at this, but he said soothingly: ‘Take mine!’

  ‘Oh, thank you!’ she said, clutching it gratefully, and drying her cheeks with it. ‘Pray forgive me! I can’t think what should possess me to behave like a watering-pot. So inconsiderate of me, when I daresay there is nothing you dislike more!’

  ‘I dislike very much to see you in distress, and still more do I dislike the knowledge that it is my fault.’

  ‘Indeed it is not! It is nothing but my own folly, and perhaps being a little tired tonight. I am better now. We must go back to the drawing-room.’

  ‘We will do so, but presently, when you are more composed,’ he replied, pulling forward a chair. ‘Come, sit down! It won’t do for you to show that face to your family, you know.’ He saw that she was reluctant, and added: ‘I am not going to say anything to distress you further, I promise you.’

  She took the chair, murmuring: ‘Thank you! Is my face quite blotched?’

  ‘A very little: nothing to signify. Are you fixed at Brancaster for the whole summer?’

  This calm, conversational gambit did much to restore her tranquillity; she replied with tolerable composure: ‘No, I shall be visiting my sisters, and one of my aunts. When my brother and his wife remove to Ramsgate, with the children. My little nephew is inclined to be sickly, and it is thought that sea-bathing may be of benefit to him.’

  They discussed sea-bathing, and childish ailments, until suddenly Hester laughed, and exclaimed: ‘Oh, how absurd this is! I am very much obliged to you: you have made me quite comfortable again. Is my face fit to be seen? I think we should go back: Almeria is disposed to be uncivil to Amanda, I am afraid, and although I daresay Amanda is very well able to take care of herself, I do think it would be better that they should not quarrel.’

  ‘Undoubtedly! But when I left Amanda she was indulging a fit of the sullens on the terrace, and had no intention of returning to the drawing-room.’

  ‘Oh, dear! It will be very awkward if she won’t be in the same room with Almeria,’ said Hester, looking harassed. ‘You see, I asked her if she would not like to remain with me, instead of seeking employment at an inn – which I cannot think at all suitable – and I fancy she will do so.’

  ‘So she informed me, but I disbelieved her. Thank you: it was kind of you to invite her, but I wouldn’t for the world impose so much upon your good-nature. If she remained with you, which I doubt, she would very soon have the whole house in an uproar. Indeed, I shudder to think of the battle royal which would rage between her and Lady Widmore! You would be utterly crushed between them!’

  ‘I don’t suppose I should,’ she said reflectively. ‘I find I don’t notice things as much as perhaps I ought. I daresay it is through being pretty well accustomed to living with peevish persons. And I have my dogs, you know. Perhaps Amanda would like to have one of Juno’s pups. I thought that you wished for one, but it turned out otherwise.’

  ‘Not at all!’ he responded promptly. ‘I should be delighted to have one of Juno’s pups!’

  The fugitive smile lit her eyes. ‘No, you wouldn’t. You are not at all the sort of man who would wish to have a pug at his heels. Do you think that Amanda would run away from Brancaster?’

  ‘I am perfectly sure that she would. Not, I fancy, while I am on the premises, for she’s no fool, and she must know she could not hope to get more than a mile or two away before I should have overtaken her. She doesn’t yet know how far it is to Chatteris, or what coaches go there, or even where to find a convenient carrier, but you may depend upon it that it would not take her long to discover these things. She would then hatch some scheme fantastic enough to baffle all conjecture, and by the time I had returned with her Brigade-Major she would have hired herself out as a washerwoman, or thrown in her lot with a band of gypsies.’

  ‘I expect she would like to become a gypsy,’ agreed Hester, apparently deeming this a reasonable ambition. ‘But I believe there are none in the neighbourhood just now. Of course, no one could wonder at it if she thought this a sadly dull house, but I do think that she would be more comfortable here than at an inn, particularly if she were employed at the inn in a menial capacity.’

  He laughed. ‘Most certainly she would! But she won’t care a button for that, you know. I’m afraid the blame is mine: I was foolish enough to tell her that I should discover the Brigade-Major’s name and direction at the Horse Guards, which must scotch any hope we might otherwise have nursed of inducing her to remain under your protection. Really, I can’t think how I came to be so corkbrained, but the mischief is done now, and the only thing I can do is to carry her to my sister’s house.’

  She got up, making an ineffectual attempt to straighten the lace shawl she wore over her shoulders. Sir Gareth took it out of her hands, and disposed it becomingly for her, which made her say, with a gleam of fun: ‘Thank you! You see how unhandy I am: I should be such a trial to you!’

  He smiled, but only said: ‘You know, Hester, I am very much afraid that your father will be displeased with the outcome of this interview. Is there any way in which I can shield you?’

  ‘Well, you could say that it was all a fudge, and what you really wish for is one of Juno’s pups,’ she offered.

  ‘No, that I most assuredly could not say!’

  ‘Never mind!’ she said consolingly. ‘I shall be quite in disgrace, I daresay, but it is not of the least consequence. I must find poor Amanda.’

  ‘Very well. Unless she has recovered from the sulks, she is seated at the end of the terrace, plotting vengeance on me,’ he replied, holding open