Jasper's face paled, and an angry light shot from his eyes.
"How fortunate that he should happen to be near!" he said. "It was brave of him!"
There was a suspicion of a sneer in the thin voice that roused the spirit of the boy.
"It was brave," he said. "Perhaps you don't know what it is to swim through a weir current, Mr. Adelstone?"
Jasper smiled down at the flushed, upturned face.
"No, but I think I should have tried if I had been lucky enough to be in Lord Leycester's place."
"I'm very glad you weren't," said Frank, in a low voice.
"I am sure you would," said Stella, quickly. "Anyone would. Come, Frank. Good-evening, Mr. Adelstone."
Jasper paused and looked at her. She looked very beautiful with her flushed face and eager eyes, and his heart was beating rapidly.