And she said to Craven: “Come!” It was rapidly getting dark. The ground was uneven and rough, the sand loose and crumbling. “Do take my arm!” he said, but rather coldly, with constraint. She hesitated, then took it. And the feeling of his arm, which was strong and muscular, brought back to her that strange desire to use him as a refuge. Somewhat as Lady Sellingworth had thought of Seymour Portman, Beryl Van Tuyn thought of Craven, who would certainly not have enjoyed knowledge of it. When they had scrambled down to the road, and saw the bright eyes of the car staring at them from the edge of the marshes, she dropped his arm. “How Adela Sellingworth would have enjoyed all this if she had been here to-day instead of me!” she said. “Lady Sellingworth!” said Craven, as if startled. “What made you think of her just then?” “I don’t know. Stop a moment!” She stood very still. “I believe she has come back to London,” she said. “Perhaps she sent the thought to me from Berkeley Square. How long has she been away?” “About five weeks, I should think.” “Would you be glad if she were back?” “It would make very little difference to me,” he said in a casual voice. “Now put on your coat.” He helped her into the car, and they drove away from the sands and the links, from the sea and their mood by the sea. They drove through the darkness towards London, Lady Sellingworth and Arabian. CHAPTER IV On the following day Miss Van Tuyn, remembering her feeling at Camber in the twilight, went to the telephone and called up Number 18A, Berkeley Square. The solemn voice of a butler--she knew at once a butler was speaking--replied inquiring her business. She gave her name and asked whether Lady Sellingworth had returned to London. The answer was that her ladyship had arrived in London from the Continent on Saturday evening. “Please tell her ladyship that her friend, Miss Van Tuyn, will call on her this afternoon about five o’clock,” said Miss Van Tuyn. Soon afterwards she put on her hat and fur coat and set off on her way to Chelsea. A little before five she turned into Berkeley Square on foot, coming from Carlos Place.