“I supposed you had gone away,” she answered—“now that your friend is gone.”
“By no means. Gordon is a charming fellow, but he is by no means the only attraction of Baden. Besides, I have promised him to look after you—to take care of you.”
The girl looked at him a moment in silence—a little askance.
“I thought you had probably undertaken something of that sort,” she presently said.
“It was of course a very natural request for Gordon to make.”
Angela got up and turned away; she wandered about the room and went and stood at one of the windows. Bernard found the movement abrupt and not particularly gracious; but the young man was not easy to snub. He followed her, and they stood at the second window—the long window that opened upon the balcony. Miss Evers and Captain Lovelock were leaning on the railing, looking into the street and apparently amusing themselves highly with what they saw.
“I am not sure it was a natural request for him to make,” said Angela.
“What could have been more so—devoted as he is to you?”
She hesitated a moment; then with a little laugh—
“He ought to have locked us up and said nothing about it.”