'I had no idea of meeting you here, isn't it a lovely day?'
'Beautiful,' he replies, 'I am stopping with the Lippingcotts for a few days; really the country is quite delightful after London.'
'Delicious,' replies Lippa, moving on leaving Harkness gazing at her and Dalrymple; is that young beggar going to cut him out, it looks uncommonly like it. Lucky fellow he is, thinks the Captain, winning over that race last month when the odds were dead against him, and now—
'Thank goodness!' ejaculates Miss Seaton, finding herself free from her admirer.
'What for?' asks Dalrymple.
'Why, to get rid of him of course.'
'Poor man,' says Jimmy pensively.
'Wherefore?'
'Because he has evidently incurred your displeasure.'
'Oh,' with a little laugh, 'is my displeasure such a very dreadful thing.'