"They were together a good deal, you said last night."
"Yes; but either Gray or I or one of the guides—"
"Of course. Then you don't think—"
Cardross waited and finally looked up. "What, dear?"
"That there is anything more than a sensible friendship—"
"Between Shiela and Garret Hamil?"
"Yes; we were not discussing the Emperor of China."
Cardross laughed and glanced sideways at the lawn umbrella.
"I—don't—know."
His wife raised her brows but not her head.