"Can you tell me what o'clock it is, Mr. Humphries?" asked Margaret.
"Thank you."
"I shall not hunt to-morrow, Miss Capel," said Mr. Humphries, "somehow—"
He wanted an interpreter; "somehow," meant that while Harriet was ill, he did not think he should quite enjoy a run with the hounds. Margaret understood his meaning and smiled.
Mr. Humphries returned her smile with his usual breadth of expression, revealing a perfect semicircle of dazzling teeth, and then said: "Coming home from hunting, last time—"
"Yes, Mr. Humphries."
"Gage, and I—"
"Yes, Mr. Humphries."
"I wish you would say yes always!"