"Will you shake hands with me before I go?" he asked.
"Why, yes," she said. "Of course."
Garman chuckled, but turned away without touching her proffered hand.
"I merely wanted to know," he said, and went staggering on his away aboard the Egret. He mumbled an order and an oath to the captain. The Egret slipped swiftly down the river.
Annette watched until the yacht had gone. When she turned round Roger was coming toward her. She cried out, a cry of relief, of happiness, of love.
"Annette!" he whispered, and came close to her.
"Wait, wait!" she said. "There are things to be explained."
"I know." He moved back a step. "I was a brute, too."
"What?"
"Garman——"