"I never saw him run in my life," said Agatha demurely.
"Ah, there! I see you are evading the subject. And here he comes. Now Agatha, be careful; you know—-"
"Yes; I know, I know," said Agatha, smiling at her. Yet she hardly heard her; her eyes and thoughts were for the young man who was standing before her.
Neither of them saw the face behind them—the face of the man leaning against the wall!
CHAPTER VI
"At last!" said John Dillwyn. "You have not given it away? You have remembered?"
"The dance?"
"Yes. You know you said you would give me the first on your arrival."
"But this! I am so late! I could not have expected you to wait—-"
"I have waited, however. And it is mine?" He was now looking at her anxiously. What did her manner, her hesitation, mean?