THE SILVER FOX 109 



connected with chnrch-going," he said, 

 looking straight at her and laughing ; "I 

 thought I liad other associations." 



Major Bunbury looked up quickly, not 

 at Glasgow, but at Slaney. Her flushed 

 silence w\as obvious enough for any one, 

 except Lady Susan, who merely supposed 

 that champagne at luncheon was having 

 its almost inevitable result on the com- 

 plexion. Perhaps it was by contrast that 

 Glasgow's habitual pallor seemed pastiness, 

 and his easy manner something that struck 

 Major Bunbury as being like bad form. 



" I say," remarked Lady Susan, *' when 

 are we to go on and see this wonderful 

 waterfall, or whatever it is ? Where are 

 the cigarettes? Let's light up before we 

 start." 



" I think you'd better not," said Glasgow, 

 ''the men will be back directly." 



'' Well, what do they matter ? " 



**I think you'd better not," he repeated, 

 in that intimate tone that seemed so uncalled 

 for. 



