"Randal!" cries Miss Gower indignantly.
After this the spinster is hurried upstairs by many willing hands and is put to bed. Tita, on her way down from seeing her made comfortable, meets Randal redressed and dry and comfortable in the library.
"What does all this mean?" says she. "When you spoke this morning of taking Miss Gower out on the lake I—I did not suspect you of anything—but now——"
"Well, now, you shall hear the truth," says Gower. Whereupon he gives her a graphic account of the scene on the lake.
"I knew she'd take that fence," says he. "And I was right; there wasn't even a jib."
"I wonder you aren't ashamed of yourself," says Tita indignantly.
"Don't wonder any more. I am ashamed of myself. I'm so ashamed that I'm going at once to pay my debts."
"Oh, I like that!"
"Well, I am. I shall give my landlady five pounds out of her account."
"And the account?"