The players strolled across to the seats under the trees.

Naida smiled at Nigel, and he came over to her side.

Once again he was conscious of that peculiar sense of pleasure and well-being which he felt in her company.
"You play tennis very well, Lord Dorminster," she said.
"I found inspiration," he answered.
"In your partner ?" "Maggie is always charming to play with.

I was thinking of the onlookers." "Mr.Immelan is very interested in tennis," she remarked, with a smile which challenged him.
"And you ?" "Even more so." "Tell me about games in Russia," he begged, seating himself on the grass by her side.
"We have none," she replied.

"I learnt my tennis at Cannes, where, curiously enough, I saw you play three years ago." "You were there then ?" he asked with interest.
"For a few days only.