"SHE HALF TURNED ROUND AND FOUND HERSELF FACE TO FACE WITH TED LUMSDEN."
He, cool, nonchalant as ever, took her hand, with a quick smile.
"Well, so you see I am also going abroad—for my health."
There was a significance in the words which made the warm blood leap to Nancy's cheeks.
"But how did you come?" she said, in tones of the utmost astonishment.
"Overland—to Algeciras," he returned, coolly. "Caught the Orotava nicely, and had a day to spare in Gibraltar. Now that I am here, you will not send me away?"
"Why should I?"
In that moment she understood her mother's tactics. Why should she run away from Fate in the shape of Lumsden?