'Not to-day!'
'My dear child!'
'Nonsense!'
'Is your grandfather worse?'
'N—no. I don't think my grandfather is any worse. But I must go, all the same.'
'You can't go away,' whispered Mrs. Heriot, 'when Mr. Stonor——'
'Back me up!' Jean whispered to Lady John. 'He said he'd have to leave directly after luncheon. And anyhow—all these people—please have us another time.'
'I'll just see Miss Levering off,' said Lady John, 'and then I'll come back and talk about it.'
In the midst of the good-byeing that was going on over by the window, Jean suddenly exclaimed—