He went back with her in silence till they reached the gate that led into the yard. Then for a second he grasped her arm, detaining her.
"It is—'Yes?'" he questioned.
She bent her head in acquiescence, not looking at him. "Yes," she said, in a whisper.
And Fletcher let her go.
CHAPTER V
THE LOST ROMANCE
Jack looked in vain for any sign of elation on his friend's face when he entered. He read nothing but grim determination. Dot's demeanour also was scarcely reassuring. She seemed afraid to lift her eyes.
"Isn't it nearly bed-time?" she murmured to Adela as she passed.
Adela looked at her with frank curiosity. There were no fine shades of feeling about Adela. She always went straight to the point—unless restrained by Jack.