He knew, of course, but he made no sign. "Hyacinth," he said, and he held out his hand. "Coronel," she answered as she took it. The brook chuckled to itself as it hurried past below them. Hyacinth got up with a little sigh of contentment. "Well, I must be going," she said. "Must you really be going?" asked Coronel. "I wasn't saying good-bye, you know." [Illustration: _She turned round and went off daintily down the hill_] "I really must." "It's a surprising thing about the view from here," said Coronel, "that it looks just as nice to-morrow. To-morrow about the same time." "That's a very extraordinary thing," smiled Hyacinth. "Yes, but it's one of those things that you don't want to take another person's word for." "You think I ought to see for myself? Well, perhaps I will." "Give me a whistle if I happen to be passing," said Coronel casually, "and tell me what you think. Good-bye, Hyacinth." "Good-bye, Coronel." She nodded her head confidently at him, and then turned round and went off daintily down the hill. Coronel stared after her. "What _is_ Udo doing?" he murmured to himself. "But perhaps she doesn't like animals. A whole day to wait. How endless!" If he had known that Udo, now on two legs again, was at that moment in Belvane's garden, trying to tell her, for the fifth time that week, about his early life in Araby, he would have been still more surprised. We left Coronel, if you remember, in Araby. For three or four days he remained there, wondering how Udo was getting on, and feeling more and more that he ought to do something about it. On the fourth day he got on to his horse and rode off again. He simply must see what was happening. If Udo wanted to help, then he would be there to give it; if Udo was all right again, then he could go comfortably back to Araby. To tell the truth, Coronel was a little jealous of his friend. A certain Prince Perivale, who had stayed at his uncle's court, had once been a suitor for Hyacinth's hand; but losing a competition with the famous seven-headed bull of Euralia, which Merriwig had arranged for him, had made no further headway with his suit. This Prince had had a portrait of Hyacinth specially done for him by his own Court Painter, a portrait which Coronel had seen. It was for this reason that he had at first objected to accompanying Udo to Euralia, and it was for this reason that he persuaded himself very readily that the claims of friendship called him there now.