A man so straight-laced, so rigid in the due observance of all social duties, could not but be annoyed at the absence of his daughter's chaperon at a time when he was expected home. She was Kaituna's guardian in his absence, responsible for her in every way, and he was naturally anxious to see if Mr. Dombrain's choice was a good one. Shortly after his arrival he broached the subject to Kaituna, while waiting for his horse to be brought round, as it was his intention to ride round the estate with Belk. "Kaituna," he said, in his frigid voice, "when do you expect this lady to return?" "In about ten days, papa." "Do you like her, my child?" "Oh, papa, I love her." Sir Rupert raised his eyebrows. "That is a strong expression, and a mistaken one. My child, never give your love to any one. They will betray you." "Isn't that rather severe?" "Not from my experience," answered Pethram, with emphasis. "But there, there! do not look so sad, child. You are young yet, and all geese are swans in your eyes. But about Mrs. Belswin. I am very much annoyed that she should have gone away at this time. It is not courteous to me, nor in keeping with her position as your companion." "But she had to go about some business, papa," said Kaituna, rather afraid at the frown she saw on her father's face. "Business! business! Her business is here, child. I expect Mrs. Belswin to give all her time to you." "She has done so until now." "And now is the most important time, as I wish to see if she is a good companion for you." "I'm sure you will like her very much, papa." "Impossible. I like no one very much." "Not even me?" She threw her arms round Sir Rupert's neck, and his face relaxed somewhat under her smile. "There, there, child!" he said, pushing her gently away, "if I have a weak spot in my heart it is for you. Now, good-bye at present I'm going to see how things are looking."