"It must be sunstroke," he said lightly, staring at his empty plate. "Will somebody give me a piece of cake? I have always doted on cake. I like a piece with the candied peel on it, Lady Bell. Thanks. Now I am just going to begin my luncheon." "Those persons who are tired of watching the Savage satisfy his barbaric appetite are requested to withdraw!" drawled Dalrymple, and he leaped to his feet, laughing. "Seriously, if anyone would like to go up to the palace, I've an open door. I should like a row." There was an instant clamor. Three parts of the party wanted to see the palace, and a couple of boat loads started. Lady Clarence, Lady Bell, Una, and Jack remained. He still kept up the pretense of eating and drinking; and Lady Bell, kneeling opposite him, seemed never to grow weary in supplying his wants. Una, seated at a little distance, noticed with what eager attention she hung upon every word he uttered. And Jack kept on talking as if his life depended on it. But presently his patience came to an end. He put down his plate resolutely. "No more, thanks, or I shall be too heavy for the outrigger. Now, then, can't I help pack up?" But Lady Bell wouldn't hear of it. "No, you shall light your pipe," she said, "and watch us. Come, Una. I know you are dying to help us." Una awoke with a start and knelt down beside the plates and dishes while Lady Bell went for the hamper. Jack seized his opportunity. Bending forward, he whispered: "Una!" She half turned her face, pale and dreamy. "Well?" "Is it really you? How did you come here? Am I dreaming?" "It is I," she said, in her low, musical voice. "But--but," he said, "how did you come here? I did not know you were in London. I have been looking for you." Her heart gave a great leap. He had been looking for her. "I have been searching for you everywhere, Una. Did you think I should not come back? I went to Warden----" "Yes," she said eagerly. "And I found the cottage shut up and your people gone." "Gone?" "Yes, gone, and I did not know what to do. So I came to town, and--and I looked for you everywhere. Ah! you thought that I had forgotten you, as you had forgotten me." Her lovely face flushed, and she turned her dove-like eyes upon him, with a reproachful look in their depths. "Forgotten him!" "I cannot understand it," he went on, drawing still nearer to her, his eyes eagerly scanning her face. She smiled faintly. A great joy welled up in her heart, every nerve was tingling with happiness, she scarcely heard him. The words, "I have been searching for you," rang in her ears. "I scarcely understand it myself," she said; "it seems like a dream." Jack glanced toward the bank. They had finished the packing, and would interrupt them in another minute. "Where are you staying? You are on a visit?" "I am staying with Mrs. Davenant," said Una, in the same low voice. Jack started, and the unlit pipe nearly fell from his hand.