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Camilla Wethered, when she entered a few moments later, found her guest upright at the fireplace, clutching a “home magazine” she had not yet troubled to read.

He stared at her; and—for the split of a second—she saw anger in his blue eyes. Then she smiled; and the answering smile transfigured him.

“It’s lucky you came”, he said. “I believe I’d have burned this if you hadn’t.”

He showed her what he had been reading; put the periodical back in its place.

“One isn’t used to that sort of thing”, he went on.

“You should study our tabloids if you want to understand what gutter journalism’s really capable of, Major Rockingham.”

“You think I’m overloyal?”

“I should imagine you were a trifle—oversensitive.”

Again, she smiled. But her eyes clouded once more as she rang for tea.