"I shall be going backwards and forwards
to the yacht, to see that everything is shipshape for my party to-morrow
night."
"Don't forget to hang up a full moon in the sky, by way of decoration,"
suggested Ann, trying to speak lightly.
"The matter shall receive attention," he replied gravely. "Aunt Susan and
I shall go aboard early, of course, but the dinghy will be waiting for
you all at the jetty at half-past seven." He shook hands, sprang into
the saddle, and a minute later his horse's hoofs clattered away into the
distance.
Ann turned and walked slowly up the path into the house. She wondered
whether--now--Eliot Coventry would be at the dinner on board the yacht. She
had not seen him since the day of the rectory garden-party, and she could
think no other than that he had deliberately kept out of her way.
CHAPTER XIX
ACCOUNT RENDERED
Dinner was over on board the _Sphinx_, and the whole party were gathered
on deck for coffee. It had been a very perfect little dinner. Forrester
was a confirmed diner-out in London, and no one knew better than he how to
arrange a menu. Lady Susan played hostess charmingly, and under her benign
influence the various unsympathetic elements included in the party had
fused together more pleasantly than might have been anticipated.
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