She tossed her head, and the defiant flash of her eyes told her uncle plainly to mind his own business; but I fear his words had stung her more than he intended, for when her husband said to her, dramatically, “My love, we have failed!” she merely replied, with a sarcastic air, “Naturaly; what else could you have expected?”
She beamed upon me with contrasting kindness, lingered to say farewell to the admiring Teddy, who had just been presented to her, went by her uncle with a disdainful glance, and then the happy couple passed out of this story.
“A devilish fine woman!” said Teddy.
“Others have made the same reflection,” I replied.
“And now, monsieur,” said Dick, “I think it's about time we were getting back to London, bath, and breakfast.”
“Carriage is ready, sir,” said the voice of Halfred.
“Whose carriage?”
“Carriage as we came down in, sir. I've give the driver the tip, and he's waiting behind them trees.”
“But what about all these unfortunate gentlemen?”
“Thought as 'ow they might prefer travelling in the van they comed in,” he replied, with a semblance of great gravity.