Again Max Elliot looked happily evasive.
"Henriette! Has she anything to do with it?"
"Mr. Elliot! You know she arranges everything for her husband."
"Do I? Do I really? Ah, there is Crayford!"
"Where?" said Charmian, turning round rather sharply.
"He's going up to Adelaide now. He's taking her hand, just over there. Margot Drake is speaking to him."
"Margot—of course! But I can't see them."
Max Elliot moved.
"If you stand here. Are you so very anxious to see him?"
Charmian saw that he was slightly surprised.