"Ah! there you are."
A light figure hurried toward him, and he rose in haste.
But Lady Merton was intercepted midway by a tall man, quite unknown to Delaine.
"I have arranged everything for three o'clock," said the interloper. "You are sure that will suit you?"
"Perfectly! And the guests?"
"Half a dozen, about, are coming." George Anderson ran through the list, and Elizabeth laughed merrily, while extending her hand to Delaine.
"How amusing! A party--and I don't know a soul in Winnipeg. Arrived this morning--and going this evening! So glad to see you, Mr. Arthur. You are coming, of course?"
"Where?" said Delaine, bewildered.
"To my tea, this afternoon. Mr. Anderson--Mr. Delaine. Mr. Anderson has most kindly arranged a perfectly delightful party!--in our car this afternoon. We are to go and see a great farm belonging to some friend of his, about twenty miles out--prize cattle and horses--that kind of thing. Isn't it good of him?"
"Charming!" murmured Delaine. "Charming!" His gaze ran over the figure of the Canadian.