We have reached our stations, I see.

Come to me after this drive is finished, my host.
All that I have said so far has been by way of prelude." The weather had turned drier, the snow was crisp, and a little party of women from the Hall reached the guns before the beaters were through the wood.

Caroline and Stephanie both took their places by Dominey's side.
The former, however, after a few minutes passed on to Terniloff's stand.
Stephanie and Dominey were alone for the first time since their stormy interview in the library.
"Has Maurice been talking to you ?" she asked a little abruptly.
"His Excellency and I are, to tell you the truth," Dominey confessed, "in the midst of a most interesting conversation." "Has he spoken to you about me ?" "Your name has not yet been mentioned." She made a little grimace.

In her wonderful furs and Russian turban hat she made a rather striking picture against the background of snow.
"An interesting conversation in which my name has not been mentioned!" she repeated satirically.
"I think you were coming into it before very long," Dominey assured her.
"His Excellency warned me that all he had said so far was merely the prelude to a matter of larger importance." Stephanie smiled.
"Dear Maurice is so diplomatic," she murmured.

"I am perfectly certain he is going to begin by remonstrating you for your shocking treatment of me." Their conversation was interrupted for a few minutes by the sport.
Dominey called the faithful Middleton to his side for a further supply of cartridges.