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They had danced it in utter silence a tense, packed silence, vibrant with significances half-hidden, half-understood, and she found herself quivering with a strange uncertainty and nervousness as she and Quarrington together made their way into the dim-lit quiet of the winter-garden opening off the ballroom.
Now and again the idle rudder creaked as the boat swung to the current. Once there came the long-drawn hoot of a distant siren. Beyond these fitful sounds only the gurgle of water lapping the sides of the boat broke the silence. "We're here till morning," said Quarrington at last. "You may as well go to bed." "To bed?" "Well, there's a cabin, isn't there?" smiling.
The third time she heeled over till her canvas almost brushed the surface of the water and it seemed as though she must inevitably capsize. There was an instant's agonised suspense. Then she righted herself, the mainsail bellied out as the boom swung over, and the tense moment passed. "Frightened?" queried Quarrington when he had made fast the mainsheet. Magda smiled straight into his eyes. "No.
"Oh, whoever supplied that particular tidbit of news got the names mixed. It ought really to have been Warrington, not Quarrington Mortrake Warrington, the sculptor, you know. It seems he and Michael were both using the same woman as a model only Warrington married her! Spoiled Michael's picture or his temper when he ran off with her for a honeymoon, I expect!"
It was Davilof who told me who the woman was." "I can prevent your marrying Quarrington!" Magda could hear again the quiet conviction of Antoine's utterance. So he had known, then, when he threatened her, that June was Michael's sister! She wondered dully how long he had been aware of the fact how he had first stumbled across it and realised its value as a hammer with which to crush her happiness.
Lady Arabella was in her element. She had two brilliant and unattached young men dining with her one, Michael Quarrington, a lion in the artistic world, and the other, Antoine Davilof, who showed unmistakable symptoms of developing sooner or later into a lion in the musical world. It was Davilof who was responsible for the artist's presence at Lady Arabella's dinner table.
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