'Geoffrey Stonor?'
She nodded, beaming.
'Why, where is he then?'
'He dropped me at the end of the avenue, and went on to see a supporter about something.'
'You let him go off like that!' Lord John reproached her.
'Without ever——' Lady John interrupted herself to take Jean's two hands in hers. 'Just tell me, my child, is it all right?'
'My engagement? Absolutely.'
Such radiant security shone in the soft face that the older woman, drawing the girl down beside her on the divan, dared to say—
'Geoffrey Stonor isn't going to be—a little too old for you.'