Hestopped，noticingsomethingentirelynewinthelookwithwhichtheyoungladywasregardinghim。
“Begyourpardon，“saidGeoffrey。“Doyouwishtospeaktome？“
Blanche’sfaceflushedallover。Herunclecametotherescue。
“MissLundieandIhopeyouhavesleptwellMr。Delamayn，“saidSirPatrick，jocosely。
“That’sall。“