Freed from the wrangling and confusion which the presence of the others bred, Flavia regained her serenity as she walked.
"You're very good," Gerard began, and stopped, encountering Flavia's eyes.
She, too, answered to the name of Flavia—whether she were one and the same as the horticultural lady it is impossible to say.
"I think we might go in," Flavia smilingly suggested from the threshold.
But Flavia had taken his advice to heart, and when seated at table abstained from casting a glance in Paul's direction.
He looked again at Flavia, but she offered no suggestion that he stay.
Flavia looked up, and Gerard caught her eyes, no longer quite untroubled before his own.
Gerard had joined Flavia, but neither yet had spoken, watching the cousins.
"I will be more fascinating, more coquettish than ever," said Camilla to the fair-haired Flavia, her friend and confidante.
On the wide landing of the staircase Flavia overtook her brother.