"I wasn't going to."
Greenstock appeared.
"Please bring a glass of iced-water," said Felicity in clear crystal tones.
"Oh, Lady Chetwode!"
During the moment's somewhat awkward interval Felicity stroked up her hair and looked tenderly at Lord Chetwode's photograph.
When the iced-water was brought in he drank it.
She burst out laughing.
"What a penance! Just after tea! Well, I'll forgive you this once only. I think it unspeakable. You're of course very young, so you shall have another chance. You never will be like that again, will you?"
He stood up.
"I never will. I'm very sorry. I quite understand. I can see you are accustomed to invertebrate admirers who spoil you. I made a mistake, because you see I don't happen to be one."