“I wouldn’t have missed it for worlds,” said Mrs. Medallion. “It was—enchanting.” In silence the landaulette was turned and the ladies were driven away. As the dust swallowed them up, Toby turned to his companion with a glowing face. Then he caught her hands and pressed them against his lips. He looked up with shining eyes. “Cicely darling,” he cried, “you’re an absolute brick.” Miss Voile disengaged herself. “No endearments, please,” she said calmly enough. “This is a serious business. I’ve compromised myself good and proper, you know. And until we’re out of the wood I’d rather go slow—dead slow.” “My dear——” “Don’t call me your ‘dear,’” cried Cicely, stamping her foot. “It’s ‘without prejudice,’” said Toby. “What about our engagement? That’s ‘without prejudice’ too. The trouble is we omitted to point that out to Mrs. Medallion.” “Well, I’m very sorry,” said Toby. “But what did you do it for?” “Why do people go in after drowning men? Because they can’t stand still and see them drown. I did it out of common humanity. When I looked over the wall I saw how matters stood—saw in a flash. It wasn’t particularly bright of me. If you could have seen your face. . . . Well, there was only one thing to be done. The difficulty was how to do it. And then with her very first words she smoothed that away.” “Common humanity or not, it was a most handsome act. And I’m deeply, deeply grateful. I’ll put things right, of course.” “How?” “I don’t know yet, but I will—before any damage is done. I’m afraid it’s spoiled your day, and I’m frightfully sorry. But there you are. And now let’s go to Eaux Chaudes and find some tea.” “Eaux Chaudes?” cried Miss Voile. “But we’re booked to your aunt! Don’t look so amazed. If I start on a thing I like to see it through. And what on earth’s the use of all I’ve done if we don’t——” “I refuse,” said Captain Rage. “As you’ve said, you’re deep enough in. If I hadn’t been so rattled——” “I never said that,” said Miss Voile. “And now please don’t interfere. This is my show. You say you’re grateful. Very well, then. Do as I say. I shan’t get in any deeper by going to tea. I don’t suppose it’s a party.” “I wish you wouldn’t,” said Toby. “I—I don’t like it. What with bein’ heckled by that woman, then all of a sudden lugged out of the muck, an’ then all dazzled an’ blinded by the way you handled her, it never occurred to me that you were paying the score. It sounds ungrateful and selfish, but there you are. Now that I do see, for Heaven’s sake have a heart. Don’t make me feel more of a worm.” With a sudden movement Cicely put out her hands.