"I must not put off any longer; and it is quite settled that our secret is to remain our secret--for the present." Then he stepped out on to the terrace, and Lady Mary looked after him with a little sigh and smile.
She lifted a hand-mirror from the silver table that stood at her elbow, and shook her head over it.
"It's all very well for him, and it's all very well for Peter," she said; "but Time--Time is _my_ worst enemy.".