Very thoughtful of him to ring us up." Lady Conyers made no comment.

Geraldine was bending over her plate.
The Admiral rose to his feet.

He was much too excited to pursue the conversation.
"I shall walk down to the Admiralty and see if I can get hold of old Wilcock," he continued.

"If he won't tell me anything, I'll wring the old beggar's neck." The Admiral left the house a few minutes later and Lady Conyers walked arm in arm with her daughter into the pleasant little morning-room which looked out upon the Square.

The former paused for a moment to look at Thomson's photograph, which stood upon one of the side tables.