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In the morning Jack Bendish had appeared on horseback and Lawrence had ridden over with him to lunch at Wharton, a sufficiently amusing experience, what with the crabbed high-spirited whims of Jack's grandfather and the old-fashioned courtesy of Lord Grantchester, and Yvonne's romantic toilette: later Laura had joined them and they had played bowls on the famous green: in the cool of the evening he had strolled home with Laura through the fields.
The Chieftain has a friend who is a Princess not a little 'pretend' princess like me, but a real one with a capital 'P' and he introduced us to her at a big garden party he was having at his place on our day there. 'They are going on to Braemar to-morrow, he said; and she being as kind and hospitable as he, promptly invited us to lunch with her at Braemar Castle. Mrs. Vanneck was pale with joy!
If you come to see me in my bath, you can; but it's truthfully there." I said I was sure it was. "I 'spect she's sitting on it," said Hugh in aloud whisper; "that's why." "We asked Mr. Hardy once if he had a mole, and he got redder and redder;" we asked him at lunch, said Betty. "He got redder and redder," said Hugh, by way of corroboration.
Then they boarded a tram and journeyed out of the city, among miles of beautiful houses, and, getting down at the terminus, walked briskly for an hour, since it would be long before there would be any land for them to walk on again. They got back to the hotel rather late for lunch, and very hungry; and afterwards it was time to pack up their light luggage and get down to the docks.
It was a wicked, blowy day, and I crept into a wrecked "camion" and sheltered there, and ate some lunch and slept a little. I wasn't feeling a bit well. That night we only made twenty miles, and then we put up at a little rest-house, where the woman had ten children. They all had colds, and coughed all the time.
"There couldn't be anything nicer, m'amzelle," said Anne Roth with ready tact. "It will come in for an omelette for the mistress's lunch, and the parsley too, it will be most useful. How fine it is. We have none here. It is always a difficulty to get any." "Oh, I am so glad I brought it!" cried Poppy, flushing with delight. "If ever you want any, do come and have some of mine.
"I wanted to talk about this play of yours," he explained. "Well, can you lunch to-morrow, say, half-past one?" "Yes. I should like to. What do you think of it, Manders?" There was a pause. "It's too long to discuss now." "You can just say whether you like it or not." "I'll tell you all about it to-morrow. Cheerio, boy." Eric was irritated by Manders' uncommunicativeness.
She is going upstairs to bring down the autograph albums. Wait till you've finished lunch, then it will be `Oh, Mr Bertrand, such an honour to meet you; would you be kind enough to write your name in my little book?" Mr Bertrand went through a pantomime of tearing his hair. "Is there no escape?" he groaned. "It's bad enough to be a lion in town, but I positively refuse to roar in the country.
Leith had remarked at the lunch table that we would probably reach our destination on the following morning, and the information brought a thrill of expectation in spite of the suspicions we entertained.
"Very well," continued Mary; "we will say nothing more about it at present. I am greatly grieved that I have incurred your displeasure; but I cannot wish it otherwise." "I have said nothing of displeasure." "Walter is to be up after lunch, and I will only ask that he may not be received with black looks. If it must be visited as a sin, let it be visited on me."
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