“Let us go!” she said in a low, constrained voice.
At her words he turned, the harshness dropping from his face like a discarded mask; the lines of determination wavering.
“Let us go!” she said again, without looking up.
He made no motion to obey, until the sound of a vehicle behind them seemed to break the spell and mechanically he touched the horses with the whip.
CHAPTER IV
LEAR AND JULIET
Susan dismissed her admirers at the races with some difficulty, especially the tenacious marquis, who tenderly squeezed her hand, saying:
“Were I twenty years younger, I would not thus be set aside.”