Jack looked down on the soft, glossy head, with its thick, light coils, and smiled.
“Are you going to change your mind and scalp me, after all?” she said. “You make me tremble when you look like that.”
Jack laughed right out.
“No,” he said; “even a savage is incapable of such ingratitude. I have come to-night, Lady Earlsley, to thank you for your kindness the other night, and to tell you how sorry I am that—that you should have had so much trouble!”
And a blush managed to show itself under the tan.
Lady Bell looked down.
“It was no trouble,” she said. “I was afraid that you were hurt. It was very clumsy and stupid of my man.”
“It was all my fault,” said Jack, penitently. “I——”
“Do not say any more,” she said, gently, and she put her finger tips on his arm.
Jack looked at her, and met her gaze, full of concealed interest, and his own eyes fell before it.