"Oh, we can't possibly!" said Camilla quickly. "Of course, I'm dreadfully sorry about Fay, but do beg her, Miss Fawcett, not to bother about us in the least."
"Camilla, I would prefer to catch the nine-fifty," said Halliday, the fingers of his right hand working a little.
Camilla paid no attention to this, and, observing a pulse throbbing in Halliday's temple, Dinah interposed: "There's no need for anyone to hurry away on Fay's account. She'll be down presently. Stephen, are you catching the morning train?"
"No," he said, after a moment's deliberation. "I think I'll wait over till the afternoon."
Dinah got up. "Well, I'll go and see if Fay wants anything done for her," she said, and went out.
Stephen followed her, and stopped her as she was about to go up the stairs." Just a moment, Dinah."
She glanced sharply round at him, and saw that his face was more than ordinarily grim. "Well?"
He came to the foot of the staircase, and laid his hand on the rail. "Fay's upset?" he demanded abruptly.
"She's all right. For goodness' sake don't you start being dramatic! Why on earth don't you go by the train you said you were going by?"
"I'm seeing Fay before I go."