"Shall you come with me to the car; or shall I bring it to the hotel?" He spoke once more in something like his ordinary voice.
"Neither!" she answered with her eyes still fixed on his unflinchingly. He felt their witchery run through him like fire now; his blood seemed to boil as it rushed through his veins. Love and passion were awake and at one.
"I must go back to see if there is any wire from Daddy, and to leave word that I am going for a drive. I shall tell my maid that I shall return in good time. Father and Mother and Aunt Judy are to arrive at Windermere at five o'clock uness we hear to the contrary. You bring up the motor to—to there where we met." Her eyes burned through him as without taking them from his she raised an arm and pointed gracefully up the bye-road, towards where they had sat.
"Don't come with me," she said as he moved with her. "It will be sweeter to keep our secret to ourselves."
And so, he raising his cap as he stood aside, she passed on after sending one flashing look of love right through him.
At the hotel she found a wire from her father to the effect that they would not be able to leave Euston at 11.30 as intended but that they hoped to reach Windermere at 7.05. This pleased her, for it gave her another two hours for that motor drive to which she looked forward with beating heart. She told her maid that she would be out till late in the afternoon as she was going motoring with a friend; and that she, Eugenie, could please herself as to how she would pass the time. When the maid asked her what she wished as to lunch she answered:
"I shall not want any lunch; but if we feel hungry we can easily get some on the way."
"Which way shall you be going, Miss, in case any one should ask."
"I really don't know Eugenie. I just said I would join
