Upon the expiration of his sick leave, Jim returned to his regiment, stationed at Dorden, a few miles from Dinningfold. He found the situation but little changed at the Towers. Henry’s uncertain moods made Jim’s visits a doubtful pleasure, but since his first day at Pont Street there had been no decided outbreak on his cousin’s part. The autumn brought with it the calamitous war in South Africa, and all thoughts were concentrated on preparing the Yeomanry of the country to be ready to join the Regulars in the field. Jim’s services were readily enlisted by Henry, and in the organization of the county’s Yeomanry he became an active force. His work often required him to spend days at the Towers. With the passing of the last days of the old year, Henry’s moodiness increased; even Lady Elizabeth seemed hopeless and unable to avert them, and Jim could see the bitter disillusionment that Diana daily encountered. During the winter Henry’s attitude towards Diana changed; her presence was an irritation to him. At times he made every effort to regain his lost footing, but again and again he forfeited the newly acquired grace which her clemency granted. Days of absence from the Towers were now not uncommon. The light gradually faded from Lady Elizabeth’s face, leaving it a haunting gray mask. But no word was spoken by either of the women to Jim. Both were indefatigable in their efforts to relieve the condition of the soldiers freezing on the African veldt. A fund was started in the county to be used for the widows and orphans of the fighting men, and Henry was placed at the head of it. In London the innumerable bazaars and fêtes given to swell the various funds of relief were the principal functions of the fashionable world. Jim, who had just returned from a visit to Scotland over the holiday season, was standing near a stall in Albert Hall, presided over by Mrs. Hobart Chichester Chichester Jones. As she eagerly turned towards him there was no doubt of the American woman’s desire to gain his approbation. A friendship had sprung up between them since Jim’s return from India, and her frankness amused him. It was Sadie Jones’s second year in London, and the half of the great houses that had been denied her the previous year were now open to her and she was a much sought personage at their festivities.