Captain Willoughby's tidings had begotten that new pride and buoyancy in Ethne which he had so readily taken to himself.

Signs of the necessary something more than friendship--so he had accounted them, and he was right so far.

But it was not he who had inspired them.

His very penetration and insight had led him astray.

He was silent for a few minutes, and Mrs.Adair searched his face in the moonlight for some evidence that he resented Ethne's secrecy.