"Don't misunderstand me! Ferrier is our chief--my chief, above all--and one does not even discuss whether one is loyal to him. The party owes him an enormous debt. As for myself--" He drew a long breath, which was again a sigh.
Then with a change of manner, and in a lighter tone: "I seem to have given myself away--to an enemy!"
"Poor enemy!"
He looked at her, half laughing, half anxious.
"Tell me!--last night--you thought me intolerant--overbearing?"
"I disliked being beaten," said Diana, candidly; "especially as it was only my ignorance that was beaten--not my cause."
"Shall we begin again?"
Through his gayety, however, a male satisfaction in victory pierced very plainly. Diana winced a little.