Guy looked his best on horseback, and Gladys was much impressed by her introduction to him.
"You never told me, Aldyth," she said, "how very good-looking your cousin was."
"Do you think him so?" Aldyth said.
"There can be no doubt that Guy is a handsome man," said Miss Lorraine, decisively; "one seldom sees such regular, well-cut features."
"Handsome is that handsome does," Aldyth reminded herself, as she thought of the suffering that attractive person had inflicted on Hilda Bland.
Having driven to Myrtle Cottage, and seen Miss Lorraine and her packages duly received by the little housemaid, the girls drove on slowly down the High Street, Gladys glancing about her with amusement, and well aware that she was an object of attention.
"How the people do stare!" she said. "One would think they never saw a stranger. Really, this is quite bustling, Aldyth. I did not expect to see such a crowded thoroughfare. It reminds me of Bond Street in the season."
"It does not remind me of Bond Street," said Aldyth, smiling. "This large house on the right is the home of my friends, the Blands; but Kitty and Hilda are away just now."
"Is not Hilda Bland the girl to whom your cousin was engaged?" asked Gladys.
"Yes," said Aldyth, reluctantly, not wishing to discuss that subject with Gladys.