The new gardener was now shooting alternately with Walter Hine, while Captain Barstow, standing a few feet behind them, recorded the hits in a little book.

He looked up at the sound of Garratt Skinner's voice and perceiving Chayne at once put a stop to the match.

Garratt Skinner turned again to his daughter, and spoke now without any anger at all.

There was just a hint of reproach in his voice, but as though to lessen the reproof he laid his hand affectionately upon her arm.
"Any friend of yours is welcome, of course, my dear.

But you might have told me that you expected him.