There was a stress on the word "to-night," and Hamish marked it.
Judith, with a pettish movement, returned to her kitchen; and at that moment Hamish came downstairs.
She drew her veil over her face, only to traverse the very short way that conveyed her thither, for the sense of shame was strong upon her; not shame for Arthur, but for Hamish.
Arthur appeared, escorted by his brother Hamish and by Roland Yorke. Roland was in high feather, throwing his haughty glances everywhere, for he had an inkling of what was to be the termination of the affair, and did not conceal his triumph.