"What about the shooters, Wilson?
I suppose they'll be in directly ?" "They're just finishing the last beat, ma'am.

Shall I bring in tea ?" Mrs.Gaddesden assented, and then leaving her seat by the fire she moved to the window to see if she could discover any signs in the wintry landscape outside of Philip and his shooting party.

As she did so she heard a rattle of distant shots coming from a point to her right beyond the girdling trees of the garden.

But she saw none of the shooters--only two persons, walking up and down the stone terrace outside, in the glow of the November sunset.

One was Elizabeth, the other a tall, ungainly, yet remarkable figure, was a Canadian friend of Elizabeth's, who had only arrived that forenoon--M.