He went out, returning presently with a neatly-strapped suit-case which he held up with a smile. "Your maids have packed you a change of raiment," he said, "and have, moreover, sent a car for you to return in. I gather from the boy that two of your people squabbled as to which of them should have the privilege of bringing your things to you, but in the middle of the discussion the chauffeur, thinking, no doubt, that you were still wearing your wet garments, got impatient and started off without either of them!" Toni had risen, and now stood hesitating a little with her hand on the suit-case. "You'll like to change at once, I daresay." He spoke in a business-like tone. "Will you come into my little guest-chamber? There's a glass there, and you'll be able to dress comfortably." She assented, and he took her into yet another of the rooms in his tiny domain, a small, bare little place which had a rather pathetically unused look about it. Here she made a rapid toilet, finding everything she required with the exception of a hat, which had evidently been forgotten. A brush and comb had been tucked into a corner, however, and she thankfully brushed her hair and made it into two thick plaits, which for want of hair-pins she was forced to leave hanging over her shoulders. When she sallied forth once more she found Herrick waiting for her with a tiny tea-tray. "You must have a cup of tea before you go." He poured it out as he spoke. "And a biscuit--one of Mrs. Swastika's specialities. She's an excellent cook, and proud of her cakes, so do try one--to please me--and her!" Toni drank the tea gratefully and found both it and the little cakes delicious. The next thing to do was to collect her soaked clothes, and in spite of Herrick's protests that Mrs. Swastika would see to their safe return she crammed them ruthlessly into the suit-case before going out to the waiting motor. As she shook hands with Herrick, after thanking him very prettily for his kindness, Toni ventured a shy invitation. "Will you come to see us at Greenriver, Mr. Herrick? I'm sure my husband will wish to thank you for fishing me out of the river." "Thanks," he said quietly. "I will certainly come. It will give me great pleasure to meet Mr. Rose." He tucked her into the car, shook hands again, and then stood bare-headed in the sunshine watching the motor spin round the white and dusty road. At the bend Toni turned and waved her hand to him gaily, and he responded with a smile, which faded as the car vanished from sight.