She looked very well, he thought, with her clear complexion,--clear as those clear eyes of hers with just the hint of azure in the whites of them--wind-whipped now to a rosy warmth.
'May I congratulate you yet ?' she asked pleasantly.
Fielding was not to be provoked to renew the combat, and he put the question aside.

'You remember what you told me the other day about Gorley,' he said.
'Yes,' she answered, becoming serious.
'Well, Miss Le Mesurier knows.' 'Who told her ?' and she leaned forward.
'Guess.' Mrs.Willoughby thought for a moment and then shook her head.

'I can't.
Her father ?' 'No; Drake himself.' She started back in her seat.

Then she said, 'Of course, we might have known that he would,' and the 'we' sealed their reconciliation..