‘Are you riding alone?’
‘Yes, just as you see me. I have been a long way—nearly to Middleton-in-Teesdale.’
‘I have been walking for an hour, up and down this path. I am beginning to find it rather monotonous, and am going in for some tea. Will you come and have some, too?’
‘With pleasure, if you can put up with such a feeble substitute for my brother. I think the North Lodge is just round here, isn’t it?’
‘Yes. I will meet you there. Then we can walk to the house together.’
They did so, Gilbert dismounting at the lodge, and leading his horse. The short winter day was closing in, gray and cold, as they went up the avenue.
‘How did you enjoy the dance?’ he asked.
‘Not much. I never do. Did you?’
‘I always enjoy watching other people’s little games.’
She gave a short laugh. ‘Do you mean mine?’