Of course it was only a resemblance—but what was he waiting there for?
He moved out from the patch of shade and looked up the drive through the open gates. He took off his hat and waved it, and came quickly towards her.
"I couldn't wait any longer," he said. "I won't be the least bit of a nuisance. I've come to fish, and I'm staying at 'The Green Hart'.... And how are you?"
She could never make it out, when she thought it over afterwards, but Jan found herself standing with both her hands in his and her beautiful black parasol tumbled unheeded in the dust.
"I happened to meet the children and Miss Morton, and they asked me to tell you they've gone home. They also invited me to tea."
"So do I," said Jan.
"I should hardly have known Tony," he continued; "he looks capital. And as for little Fay—she's a picture, but she always was."
"Did they know you?"
"Did they know me!"
"Were they awfully pleased?"