We used to think it nothing for a ride, didn't we ?" The speaker, who was just passing through the door, turned towards Roger, who with Lelius, was escorting her, with a last gesture--gay, yet, like all her gestures, charged with a slight yet deliberate significance.
They disappeared.

Daphne walked to the window, biting her lip.
* * * * * As she stood there Herbert French came into the room, looking a little shy and ill at ease, and behind him three persons, a clergyman in an Archdeacon's apron and gaiters, and two ladies.

Daphne, perceiving them sideways in a mirror to her right, could not repress a gesture and muttered sound of annoyance.
French introduced Archdeacon Mountford, his wife and sister.

Roger, it seemed, had met them in the hall, and sent them in.

He himself had been carried off on some business by the head keeper.
Daphne turned ungraciously.