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wards； he reports at headquarters within a few hours； and you meet him slipping out of a back door of the War Office； a day or two later。〃
〃Inspector of Field Hospitals is a post which I think must have been created for him；〃 Colonel Grey remarked。 〃He's an impenetrable sort of chap。〃
〃Was Major Thomson going or returning from France when you saw him last？〃 Geraldine asked； looking across the table。
〃Coming back。 When we left Boulogne； the destroyer which brought him over was waiting in the harbour。 It passed us in mid…Channel； doing about thirty knots to our eighteen。 Prince Cyril was rather sick。 He was bringing dispatches but no one seemed to have thought of providing a destroyer for him。〃
〃After all；〃 Lady Anselman murmured； 〃there is nothing very much more important than our hospitals。〃
The conversation drifted away from Thomson。 Granet was making himself very agreeable indeed to Isabel Worth。 There was a little more colour in her cheeks than at the commencement of luncheon； and her manner had become more animated。
〃Tell me about the village where you live？〃 he inquired〃Market Burnham； isn't it？〃
〃When we first went there；〃 she replied； 〃I thought that it was simply Paradise。 That was four years ago； though； and I scarcely counted upon spending the winters there。〃
〃You find it lovely； then〃
She shivered a little； half closing her eyes as though to shut out some unpleasant memory。
〃The house；〃 she explained； 〃is on a sort of tongue of land； with a tidal river on either side and the sea not fifty yards away from our drawing…room window。 When there are high tides； we are simply cut off from the mainland altogether unless we go across on a farm cart。〃
〃You mustn't draw too gloomy a picture of your home；〃 Lady Anselman said。 〃I have seen it when it was simply heavenly。〃
〃And I have seen it；〃 the girl retorted； with a note of grimness in her tone； 〃when it was a great deal more like the other placestillness that seems almost to stifle you； grey mists that choke your breath and blot out everything； nothing but the gurgling of a little water； and the sighingthe most melancholy sighing you ever heardof the wind in our ragged elms。 I am talking about the autumn and winter now； you must remember。〃
〃It doesn't sound attractive；〃 Granet admitted。 〃By…the…bye； which side of Norfolk are you？ You are nowhere near Brancaster； I suppose？〃
〃We are within four miles of it；〃 the girl replied quickly。 〃You don't ever come there； do you？〃
Granet looked at her with uplifted eyebrows。
〃This is really rather a coincidence！〃 he exclaimed。 〃I've never been to Brancaster in my life but I've promised one or two fellows to go down to the Dormy House there； to…morrow or the next day； and have a week's golf。 Geoff Anselman is going； for one。〃
The girl was for a moment almost good…looking。 Her eyes glowed； her tone was eloquently appealing。
〃You'll come by and see us； won't you？〃 she begged。
〃If I may； I'd be delighted；〃 Granet promised heartily。 〃When are you going back？〃
〃To…morrow。 You're quite sure that you'll come？〃
〃I shall come all right；〃 Granet assured her。 〃I'm not so keen on golf as some of the fellows； and my arm's still a little dicky； but I'm fed up with London； and I'm not allowed even to come before the Board again for a fortnight； so I rather welcome the chance of getting right away。 The links are good； I suppose？〃
〃Wonderful；〃 Miss Worth agreed eagerly； 〃and I think the club…house is very comfortable。 There are often some quite nice men staying there。 If only father weren't so awfully peculiar； the place would be almost tolerable in the season。 That reminds me；〃 she went on； with a little sigh； 〃I must warn you about father。 He's the most unsociable person that ever lived。〃
〃I'm not shy；〃 Granet laughed。 〃By…the…bye； pardon me； but isn't your father the Sir Meyville Worth who invents things？ I'm not quite sure what sort of things；〃 he added。 〃Perhaps you'd better post me up before I come？〃
〃I sha'n't tell you a thing。〃 Isabel Worth declared。 〃Just now it's very much better for you to know nothing whatever about him。 He has what I call the inventors' fidgets； for some reason or other。 If a strange person comes near the place he simply loses his head。〃
〃Perhaps I sha'n't be welcome； then？〃 Granet remarked disconsolately。
There was a flash in the girl's eyes as she answered him。
〃I can assure you that you will； Captain Granet；〃 she said。 〃If father chooses to behave like a bear； well； I'll try and make up for him。〃
She glanced at him impressively and Granet bowed。 A few minutes later in obedience to Lady Anselman's signal； they all made their way into the lounge； where coffee was being served。 Granet made his way to Geraldine's side but she received him a little coldly。
〃I have been doing my aunt's behests；〃 he explained。 〃My strict orders were to make myself agreeable to a young woman who lives in a sort of bluebeard's house； where no visitors are allowed and smiling is prohibited。〃
Geraldine looked across at Isabel Worth。
〃I never met Miss Worth before；〃 she said。 〃I believe her father is wonderfully clever。 Did I hear you say that you were going out of town？〃
Granet nodded。
〃I am going away for a few days。 I am going away；〃 he added； dropping his voice； 〃ostensibly for a change of air。 I have another reason for going。〃
He looked at her steadfastly and she forgot her vague misgivings of a few minutes ago。 After all； his perceptions were right。 It was better for him to leave London for a time。
〃I hope the change will do you good；〃 she said quietly。 〃I think； perhaps； you are right to go。〃
CHAPTER XVIII
Granet； a few days later； brought his car to a standstill in front of an ordinary five…barred gate upon which was painted in white letters 〃Market Burnham Hall。〃 A slight grey mist was falling and the country inland was almost blotted from sight。 On the other side of the gate a sandy driver disappeared into an avenue of ragged and stunted elm trees； which effectually concealed any view of the house。
〃Seems as though the girl were right；〃 Granet muttered to himself。 〃However； here goes。〃
He backed his car close to the side of the hedge； and laying his hand upon the latch of the gate； prepared to swing it open。 Almost immediately a figure stepped out from the shrubs。
〃Halt！〃
Granet looked with surprise at the khaki…clad figure。
〃Your name and destination？〃 the man demanded。
〃Captain Granet of the Royal Fusiliers； home from the Front on leave；〃 Granet replied。 〃I was going up to the Hall to call on Miss Worth。〃
〃Stay where you are； if you please； sir；〃 the man replied。
He stepped back into the sentry box and spoke through a telephone。 In a moment or two he reappeared。
〃Pass on； please； sir；〃 he said。
Granet walked slowly up the avenue； his hands behind him； a frown upon his forehead。 Perhaps； after all； things were not to be so easy for him。 On either side he could see the stretches of sand； and here and there the long creeks of salt water。 As he came nearer to the house； the smell of the sea grew stronger； the tops of the trees were more bowed than ever；