"Yes," he answers, wondering at her strangeness.
"Thank you. Now we will return to my uncle. I will take the liberty to invite you to breakfast with him. Will you come?"
"Yes, thank you," he replies, and the little boat touching the shore, they spring out and go up the walk together, both very silent and thoughtful. He begins to think that Mr. Langton's quaint phrase of yesterday is true. "There is more in Reine than we suspected."
[CHAPTER XV.]
A sociable breakfast for three being laid in Mr. Langton's room, the small party proceed to enjoy it, Vane and Reine with appetites sharpened by the early morning air, and the sharp sea-breeze.
The old millionaire regards the young people curiously beneath his shaggy brows. Something in their expressions makes him say, confidently:
"You have come to an understanding regarding that secret mission, you two, I see."
"Yes," Reine answers, giving him a radiant glance from under her drooping, black-fringed lashes.
"And you are ready to return to America?"