He limped towards the two women.
"Liz, dear," he went on, "please put her to bed. She's had the deuce and all of a day. She'll tell you, only don't let her talk too much."
Lady Elizabeth nodded.
"Would you like to go to bed now, dear?" she asked.
A smile, radiant on the tired face, illuminated Amaryllis.
"Oh, please, yes. I can see it—all white!" she answered.
And without a word from any of the four, the women left the men standing in the hall.
It was empty when Lady Elizabeth returned. She found George in his study.
Her eyes shone with a kind of maternal satisfaction, but she looked at her husband without speaking.
"How's the young woman?" he asked. "She looked about done in."