"What! Christopher Columbus? You've got him with you, have you?" Saltash's smile lighted his dark face. "Lucky animal! Have him over by all means! I shall be delighted to see him."
"You are very kind," she said, and turned with a hint of embarrassment to Dick. "Mr. Fielding says that you will want to be getting back and there is no need to wait. Will you take the little car back to the Court?"
"Certainly," Dick said. "Would you care to give me a list of the things you want the maid to bring?"
"How kind of you!" she said, and hesitated a moment, looking at him. "But I think I needn't trouble you. Cox is very sensible. I can make her understand on the telephone."
He looked back at her, standing very straight. "In that case—I will go," he said. "Good-bye!"
She held out her hand to him. "I—shall see you again," she said, and there was almost a touch of pleading in her voice.
His fingers closed and held. "Yes," he said, and smiled into her eyes with the words—a smile in which determination and tenderness strangely mingled. "You will certainly see me again."
And with that he was gone, striding between the massed flowers without looking back.
"Exit Romeo!" murmured Saltash. "Enter—Kismet!"
But Juliet had already turned away.