Their eyes met full.

On her just parted lips the words she had meant to say remained unspoken.

Then a murmur of voices from the garden reached them, as though some one approached.
Marsham rose.
"Shall we go into the garden?
I ought to speak to Robins.

How is he getting on ?" Robins was the new head gardener, appointed on Marsham's recommendation.
"Excellently." Diana had also risen.

"I will get my hat." He opened the door for her.