"I know what it is!" said Olga quickly.
"His love," said Max.
"His best love," said Nick.
There was an instant's silence in the room; then Olga bent her head and murmured softly, "God bless him!"
CHAPTER XXX
THE LINE OF RETREAT
"No," said Daisy, with decision. "I shall never like Dr. Wyndham, though I am quite willing to admit that he may be admirable in many ways. He is not my ideal of a nice husband, but then of course—" she dimpled prettily—"I'm only just back from my honeymoon, and I've been thoroughly spoilt."
Will smiled upon her indulgently. "It's just as well we don't all like the same people. He looked happy enough anyhow."
"In his lordly, cynical fashion," objected Daisy. "He was quite the most self-possessed bridegroom I ever saw."
"Just as well perhaps," commented Will. "Olga was positively shaking with nervousness. Dr. Jim went grimly armed with a brandy-flask and smelling-salts."