He had spent the month with his mother.

As Betty had ordained that July should be blank, a month during which the moon should know no changes but only the crescent of Diana should shine supreme in the heavens, he had made his mundane arrangements for his fishing excursion to Norway.

On the afternoon of the 23rd he paid a farewell call at Wellings Park.

Althea, in the final settlement of their relations, had laid it down as a definite condition that he should maintain his usual social intercourse with the family.

A few young people were playing tennis.