"You say you like fun, wit--just fun to make laugh?" She made strange signs with her fingers. He did not appear to understand the code. He stared at her with a frown, and rasped on seriously-- "I find a few comical jokes occasionally a great relief after my heavy work. It is very deep work." "I suppose it would be indiscreet to ask what the invention is?" said Valentia, smiling. "Not at all. There is nothing indiscreet whatever in your curiosity, Mrs. Wyburn." He took a scone covered with butter and swallowed it in an extraordinarily short time, and in an ingenious manner. "No, there's no indiscretion in the matter at all. Do not trouble yourself on that score. It is merely the natural interest that a cultivated and intellectual English lady would naturally take when she hears of an extraordinary invention from another country." He bowed, and having thus explained her to herself, he then ate another scone. "She say she want to know, you know," nodded Mrs. Campbell, putting up a playful and threatening finger with dignified coquetry and a stony smile. (She was subject to fits of this kind of marble archness unexpectedly.) "Yes. So I understood." The Belgian was looking at Daphne with distinct admiration. Of course Miss Campbell came and sat down beside him. Women always follow their instinct to come and sit on the other side of any man whom they regard as their property. They seem to think that merely by sitting on the other side they protect him from freebooters. As a matter of fact, it would be more sensible, if to distract his attention were the object, to sit opposite with some one else. Mr. Stoendyck turned his back on her completely, and said to Daphne-- "Very charming, those motor-veils, and the whole costume. At the same time, while being thoroughly practical and sensible, it is, if I may say so, extremely becoming." He bowed with a condescending air, and went on-- "The English young girl--at least, such specimens as I have seen in the neighbourhood, especially in the country--seems to me a wonderfully beautiful object. In Belgium we are getting on, but we have not reached, as yet, the point of freedom combined with modesty that you constantly see over here. Particularly, as I say, in rural districts." He then made what can only be described, vulgarly, as a distinct 'eye.' Both the Campbells looked uneasy. "The Prebendary will be in soon," said Mrs. Campbell. "He promised faithfully to come back to tea to-day. He also is a very busy man. He come in soon," she spoke reassuringly. Daphne was suddenly taken with a _fou rire_ and began to laugh helplessly. Val, seeing her condition, and knowing that when she once started there was no hope but in immediate flight, took leave. They were cordially asked to come again by Mrs. Campbell. But Mr. Stoendyck invited them to lunch, and wanted to fix a day and hour. Mrs. Campbell, however, declined his invitation for them. Mrs. Wyburn, she said, must have a great many engagements.