They haven't been on speaking terms since day before yesterday.

Did Miss Pelham tell you about it?
Well, it seems that Mrs.
Browne thinks that Lady Agnes is carrying on a flirtation with Browne--Hello! By thunder, old man, she's--she's speaking to you!" He turned in astonishment to look at his companion's face.
The Enemy was staring, transfixed, at the young woman in white who sat beside Lady Deppingham.

He seemed paralysed for the moment.

Then his helmet came off with a rush; a dazed smile of recognition lighted his face.

The very pretty young woman in the wide hat was leaning forward and smiling at him, a startled, uncertain look in her eyes.