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McNeil has been convalescent, His purposes here, he, assures me, are wholly innocent; otherwise we should have put a guard over him and locked him in his room ! ’
    'I truly believe, ma'am, you should do so at once,' said Demelza; at which Sir Hugh and the Captain laughed again.
    At the other, end of the table Sir John Trevaunance, with a not unobvious purpose in mind, had made a derogatory remark about young Dwight Enys. Ellery had died that morning, and Sir John was of the opinion that the scandal should receive public attention. Ellery, a hale and hearty man of sixty , Enys had so probed into the jaw that the wound had never healed. `His old friend Dr. Choake would bear him out... . Ignorance and neglect. But Sir John found the move a mistaken one, because not only did Caroline speak quickly in Dr. Enys's defence but she found an ally in Ross Poldark, and the baronet, to his annoyance, and still more to Unwin's, found himself between two fires. Ross had thought Caroline pert on their first introduction; but now for the moment they were in accord, and it was noticeable at the end of the argument that Caroline's eyes travelled over him approvingly.
    Elizabeth said in an undertone to Ross 'She's lovely, isn't she?'
    `Very striking. Beauty's a matter of taste.'
    `Is it true, do you think, that what the eye doesn't admire the heart doesn't desire?'
    `Oh without doubt. Do you know anything to disprove it? Well, it has been so with me. As you should know. ’
    `I know very little of you, Ross. How often have we met in five years? A dozen times?'
    Ross was silent. `I was not thinking of the last five years. But perhaps you're right. I, am inclined to ag ree, I know very little of you either. And you've changed so much - inwardly I mean... , ’
    `Have I? Tell me in what way the deterioration is most noticeable.'
    `That's asking a reassurance, isn't it? You may have it. It's a different Elizabeth, that's all. The opposite of deterioration. But startling at times. I understand now how young you were when you promised to marry me.'
    Elizabeth put her hand out to her wine glass but only fingered the stern. 'I should have been old enough to know my own mind.! ’
    Something in the way she spoke surprised him. The sudden feeling in her voice was like self -contempt. It swung their talk right away from the polite, slightly flirtatious conversation that had been passing between them.
    He looked at her, trying to weigh this up,, said cautiously to provide her, with the normal escape:. `Well, let us agree you were young. And then you thought I was dead.'
    Elizabeth glanced down the table to where Francis was talking to Ruth Treneglos. The emotion had perhaps caught her unawares too. Or perhaps she decided she had escaped too often. In a perfec tly cool, young voice, she said : 'I never really believed you were dead. I thought I loved Francis better ! ’
    'You thought you loved' him.'
    She nodded her head. `And then I discovered my mistakes'
    When?'
    'Quite soon.'
    His rational mind still refused to accept this sudden, conversation at its full value, but somewhere inside him his heart was beating, as if the intelligence reached him through another channel. Twenty-odd people, at this t able, his own wife talking to the cavalry officer with the big moustache, Sir Hugh at h er other hand waiting to break in; George Warleggan, for the most part silent and intent but his gaze every now and then flickering up from his food or from his partners to rest upon Elizabeth's hair or mouth or hands. Incredible that Elizabeth should choose this moment to make such a confession, after nine years . Incredible that it should be true,’
    'These damned mongrels that roam about,' said Lady Bodrugan feelingly, `breeding and interbreeding; they make it un common hard to keep one's stock pure. You're that much luckier, John, dealing only i n cattle, What did you say your dog was, miss?'
    `A pug,' said Caroline. With beautiful black curly hair and a gold-brown