It would be such a waste of courage if she doesn't." "I have benefited by your courage," said Jeffreys, quite staggered at his own gallantry.
"I expect you're awfully dull in that old library," said the girl; "you should hear how uncle praises you behind your back! Poor auntie--" At that moment they turned a corner of the shrubbery leading up to the house, and found themselves suddenly face to face with Mrs Rimbolt with a gentleman and two or three of her lady guests.

Jeffreys flushed up as guiltily as if he had been detected in a highway robbery, and absolutely forgot to salute.

Even Raby, who was not at all sure that her aunt had not overheard their last words, was taken aback and looked confused.
Mrs Rimbolt bridled up like a cat going into action.

She took in the situation at a glance, and drew her own inferences.
"Raby, my dear," said she, "come with us.

Colonel Brotherton wishes to see Rodnet Force, and we are going there.