regarding it with a certain amount of suspicion. And I cannot bear to think of your being brought into daily contact with a girl who may be little better than an adventuress.â
âGarth!â Mavis cried indignantly. âIf you had seen her you could never apply such an expression to her. Why, even Arthur says that she is simply one of the prettiest and sweetest-looking girls he has ever met!â
âDonât you think that, as I have not seen her, I may possibly be all the better able to look at matters without prejudice on that very account?â Garth suggested mildly.
âWithout prejudice, indeed!â Mavis repeated scornfully. âI think mother and Arthur can quite be trusted to look after our companionsâDorothyâs and mine. No, Garthââas he tried to take her hands againââI am not pleased with you.ââ
There was no one in sight; the big trees of the avenue screened them from sight of the house. Garth ventured to slip one arm around the girlâs waist.
âArenât you, Mavis? Wonât you forgive me, if I promise to take this newly-discovered young woman at your valuation for the future?â
For a moment the girl held back stiffly, but Mavis never bore malice; the next moment she had turned to Davenant with her own sunny smile.
âCertainly I will! And, Garthâââwith an effortââI know I was wrong. I must not expect you always to think as I do, and I know that a barrister must be brought into contact with all sorts of people, and naturally becomes distrustful. We must,â smiling bravely, âagree to differ; that is it, isnât it?â
Garth drew the slight form closer to him and bent his head until his dark moustache just brushed the soft cheek.
âDarling, you know Iââ
âHallo! You twoââ
The sudden shout discomposed them, and they sprang apart, looking considerably startled as Sir Arthur cantered up behind them.
âMany apologies!â he began, laughing at Mavisâs hot cheeks. âI am extremely sorry to disturb you good people, but I have just been over to Chadfield on the chance that they might know something of our mysterious visitor; and I am anxious to get back to hear Dr. Grieveâs report. They told me at his house that he had already come up to see the stranger.â
âDid they know anything at Chadfield?â Mavis interrogated breathlessly.
âNot a word.â Arthur took off his hat and rubbed his forehead. âItâs a queer affair altogether. What do you make of it, Davenant?â
âI should prefer to see the young lady before I commit myself to an opinion,â Garth replied diplomatically, with a glance at Mavisâs averted face.
âWell, I think we have now pretty well exhausted the houses around here,â Sir Arthur went on, walking his horse beside them. âChadfield was really my last hope. How on earth the girl got into the Park I cannot imagine; no one seems to have seen her, and the lodge-keeper is sure that the gate was locked all the evening.â
Garth made no reply, but as they walked on to the house together his face was very grave. Fond as he was of Mavisâs brother, neither his very real affection for him nor the fact of his relationship to Mavis could disguise from him Arthurâs weakness of will and instability of purpose.
Thus he was doubly inclined to mistrust the introduction, in such extraordinary circumstances, of a new inmate amidst the family at Hargreave Manor. Arthur turned to him as they reached the house.
âYou will come in, Garth, and hear what the doctor says?â
After a momentary hesitation Davenant assented, and they entered the house together, just as Dr. Grieve came downstairs.
âOh, Dr. Grieve, she is better, isnât she?â Mavis asked, after shaking hands with him. âCan she remember anything yet? Have you found out her