This time he avoided looking at her.
"You must come over and speak to Maggie," he begged.

"Perhaps Mr.
Immelan will spare you for a few moments." Immelan bowed, sphinxlike but coldly furious.

The two strolled away together.
When the next set was over, Naida, who had rejoined her companion, had disappeared.

On one of their vacated chairs was seated the quiet-looking stranger in grey.

Chalmers passed his arm through Nigel's and led him in that direction.
"I want you two to know each other," he said.