Pauline has, as she believes, discovered the identity of the unknown who sent the flowers.
The little side plot works apace, since each of them already feels an interest in the other. The flame being kindled, the fire will grow of its own accord.
He believes he can turn his attention to other things if necessary.
The remainder of the day is put in with sight-seeing. John notes one thing. Sir Lionel leaves them after a time and saunters back to the hotel. When this occurs, Lady Ruth and the doctor exchange significant looks. They understand that already the seed is beginning to sprout, and the absence of the Englishman is a positive relief to them.
Duncan Craig accompanies the party. Aunt Gwen has already taken a great fancy to the gentleman, and makes it as pleasant for him as possible.
John tries to study his father in secret, but finds it a hard task.
Craig, Sr., is a lawyer of repute in Chicago, a man with a large income. He has been called a Sphinx, and well deserves the cognomen, for no man shows less upon his face the emotions of his heart.
Only in debate, and when addressing a jury that hangs breathlessly upon his words, does he drop the mask and show what fire is in his soul.
So John, as in times of old, is unable to fathom the depths of his father's thoughts.
He is wretched, not knowing whether the coming of Craig, Sr., will influence his mission for good or evil.