. This particular man was specially eligible,
for he did not belong to a class in which barriers of caste were strong.
So when it began to be noticed that he walked beside Mimi Watford and
seemed to desire her society, all their friends endeavoured to give the
promising affair a helping hand. When the gongs sounded for the banquet,
he went with her into the tent where her grandfather had seats. Mr.
Salton and Sir Nathaniel noticed that the young man did not come to claim
his appointed place at the dais table; but they understood and made no
remark, or indeed did not seem to notice his absence.

Lady Arabella sat as before at Edgar Caswall's right hand. She was
certainly a striking and unusual woman, and to all it seemed fitting from
her rank and personal qualities that she should be the chosen partner of
the heir on his first appearance. Of course nothing was said openly by
those of her own class who were present; but words were not necessary
when so much could be expressed by nods and smiles. It seemed to be an
accepted thing that at last there was to be a mistress of Castra Regis,
and that she was present amongst them. There were not lacking some who,
whilst admitting all her charm and beauty, placed her in the second rank,
Lilla Watford being marked as first. There was sufficient divergence of
type, as well as of individual beauty, to allow of fair comment; Lady
Arabella represented the aristocratic type, and Lilla that of the
commonalty.

When the dusk began to thicken, Mr. Salton and Sir Nathaniel walked
home--the trap had been sent away early in the day--leaving Adam to
follow in his own time. He came in earlier than was expected, and seemed
upset about something. Neither of the elders made any comment. They all
lit cigarettes, and, as dinner-time was close at hand, went to their
rooms to get ready.

Adam had evidently been thinking in the interval. He joined the others
in the drawing-room, looking ruffled and impatient--a condition of things
seen for the first time. The others, with the patience--or the
experience--of age, trusted to time to unfold and explain things. They
had not long to wait. After sitting down and standing up several times,
Adam suddenly burst out.

"That fellow seems to think he owns the earth. Can't he let people
alone! He seems to think that he has only to throw his handkerchief to
any woman, and be her master."

This outburst was in itself enlightening. Only thwarted