“There’s nowhere,” she answered.
“Now where?” asked Mr. Brumley, “and how?” with the tone and something of the gesture of one who racks his mind. “If you only trust yourself to me——Oh! Lady Harman, if I dared ask it——”
He became aware of Sir Isaac walking across the lawn towards them....
The two men greeted each other with a reasonable cordiality. “I wanted to see how you were getting on down here,” said Mr. Brumley, “and whether there was anything I could do for you.”
“We’re getting on all right,” said Sir Isaac with no manifest glow of gratitude.
“You’ve altered the old barn—tremendously.”
“Come and see it,” said Sir Isaac. “It’s a wing.”
Mr. Brumley remained seated. “It was the first thing that struck me, Lady Harman. This evidence of Sir Isaac’s energy.”
“Come and look over it,” Sir Isaac persisted.
Mr. Brumley and Lady Harman rose together.