“I shall be very pleased,” Wolfenden answered.
“I will see you at the Pavilion in half an hour,” Mr. Sabin said. “In the meantime, you will please excuse us. I have a few words to say to my niece.”
She held out both her hands, looking at him half kindly, half wistfully.
“Goodbye,” she said. “I am so sorry!”
But he looked straight into her eyes, and he answered her bravely. He would not admit defeat.
“I hope that you are not,” he said. “I shall never regret it.”