box. I only hope he was not offended. We saw a great deal of him on
board. We crossed the Atlantic in the same ship, you know."

"Indeed!"

"Yes. And one becomes so intimate on a voyage. It is quite ridiculous."

Deulin, leaning against the pillar at the back of the box, was
thoughtfully twisting his grizzled mustache as he watched Netty. There
was in his attitude some faint suggestion of an engineer who has set
a machine in motion and is watching the result with a contemplative
satisfaction.

Martin was reluctantly making a move. One or two carriages were allowed
to come to the gate of the lawn, and of these one was Prince Bukaty's.

"Come, Wanda," said Martin. "We must not keep him waiting. I can see
him, with his two sticks, coming out of the club enclosure."

"I will go with you to make sure that he is none the worse," said
Deulin, "and then return to the assistance of these ladies."

He did not speak as they moved slowly through the crowd. Nor did he
explain to Wanda why he had reintroduced Miss Cahere. He stood watching
the carriages after they had gone.

"The gods forbid," he said, piously, to himself, "that I should attempt
to interfere in the projects of Providence! But it is well that Wanda
should know who are her friends and who her enemies. And I think she
knows now, my shrewd princess."