Jennifer started.
"Oh, dear!" she said regretfully.
A tall, loose-limbed man came in.
"Fair Mistress Cleone! I am happy, indeed, to have found you in! I kiss your hands, dear lady!"
Cleone drew them away, smiling.
"Mistress Jennifer Winton, Sir Deryk."
Brenderby seemed to become suddenly aware of Jenny's presence. He bowed. Jennifer curtseyed demurely, and took refuge behind her friend.
Sir Deryk lowered himself into a chair.
"Mistress Cleone, can you guess why I have come?"
"To see me!" said Cleone archly.