Then a shout rang out from the landing-stage on the other side of the water.
"Ah, that's Geoffrey," said Buntingford.

"And I must really get back to the house--to see people off." With a little vigorous rowing they were soon across the lake.

Helena sat silent.

She did not want Geoffrey--she did not want to reach the land--she had been happy on the water--why should things end?
* * * * * Geoffrey reported that all was well with Lady Georgina, she had gone home, and then stepping into the boat as Buntingford stepped out, he began to push off.
"Isn't it rather late ?" began Helena in a hesitating voice, half rising from her seat.

"I promised Peter a supper dance." Geoffrey turned to look at her.
"Nobody's gone in to supper yet.