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Rice, and Noreen felt that there was something hostile in the way in which they looked at her. Payne answered in a careless tone: "Let's sit down. There are a couple of chairs. We'll bag them." He pointed to two at the far end of the verandah and led the way to them. When they were seated he said: "Haven't you any idea of what she means, Miss Daleham?" The girl stared at him anxiously.
Every time that the Major met Daleham he expected to be told of Noreen's engagement, perhaps even her wedding. But he heard nothing.
To Noreen Daleham it had lost its savour since Dermot's departure. Her feelings towards Ida had undergone a radical change; her admiration of and affection for her old schoolfellow had vanished. Her eyes were opened, and she now saw plainly the true character of the woman whom once she was proud to call her friend.
Have you been to see your tailor?" Then, without giving him time to reply, she turned to Noreen. "Let me introduce Captain Charlesworth, my dear. Captain Charlesworth, this is Miss Daleham, an old school-friend, who has come up to keep me company. We poor hill-widows are so lonely." The Rifleman held out his hand eagerly to the girl. "How d'you do, Miss Daleham?
The remark was one that would have gained him smiles and approbation from his female acquaintances in the Bayswater boarding-house, but Ida glared haughtily at him and most of the men longed to kick him. Dreading a cutting and sarcastic speech from her friend, Noreen hurriedly interposed. "Isn't the Puja festival in her honour, Mr. Chunerbutty?" "Yes, Miss Daleham, it is.
Rice, who had been much impressed by Ida's appearance and expensive gowns, secured a chair beside her and endeavoured to monopolise her, despite many obvious snubs. At last Ida calmly turned her back on her and called Daleham to talk to her. Then the planter's wife espied Dermot sitting alone and pounced on him.
"I should not be very welcome at your hotel or to your friends, Miss Daleham." "Oh, of course you would," replied the girl, feeling sorry for him but uncertain what to say. "Will you come and see me tomorrow?" "You forget. You are going to the gymkhana with that insolent English officer." "Now don't be unjust. I'm sure Captain Charlesworth wasn't at all insolent. But I forgot the gymkhana.
"It was a solid lump of clear ice two inches long and one and a half broad." "I couldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen them," observed the girl. "I wonder that everyone who is caught out in such a storm is not killed." "Animals often are and men, too, for that matter," replied Daleham. Noreen tapped her smart little riding-boot with her whip.
And Fred hoped that he might he there to see its ending, if Parry would keep sober long enough to let his assistant get away for a few days. When he returned, Daleham wrote, he would bring Noreen back with him. Dermot's activities on the frontier were not passing unmarked by the chief conspirators in Lalpuri. His measures against their messengers focussed attention on him.
Travers was a straight, clean-minded boy, one of those of their community whom Noreen liked best, and she had felt hurt at his marked avoidance of her all the afternoon. "Look here, youngster," said Payne in a low voice, "did Mrs. Rice tell you that Miss Daleham was engaged to Chunerbutty?" Travers looked at him in surprise. "Yes. I told you so the other day.
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