"You remember he once said that he was tired of entertaining his friends--that there was more pleasure in having an enemy at the board." "Are you an enemy, Mr.Ledsam ?" she asked curiously.
He rose a little abruptly to his feet, ignoring her question.

There were servants hovering in the background.
"Will you walk with me in the gardens ?" he begged.

"Or may I take you upon the river ?" She rose to her feet.

For a moment she seemed to hesitate.
"The river, I think," she decided.

"Will you wait for three minutes while I get a wrap.