She laughed. "Perhaps."
He leaned towards her. Her laugh was reflected in his eyes, but she did not hear it in his voice as he said, "Do you mean that? Do I really bore you?"
She met his look for a moment, and her heart quickened a little. Quite suddenly she realized that this man, young though he was, possessed a wonderful power of attraction. She wondered if he himself were aware of it, and rapidly decided that he had made the discovery in his cradle. Of one thing she was certain. She did not want to fall in love with him. He drew her indeed, but it was against her will.
"Well?" he said. "Have you made up your mind yet?"
She smiled. "Oh, no, you don't bore me," she said.
"Thanks awfully! It's not generally considered a family failing of the
Wyndhams. Every other rascality under the sun, but not that."
"What a fascinating family you seem to be!" said Olga.
He made a wry face. "In a sense. Did you find Max fascinating?"
He put the question carelessly; yet she suspected he had a reason for asking it. She felt the tell-tale blood rising in her face.
"You don't like him?" said Noel.