"Only once—till now."
"Oh!" said Lord John with another pause. But he soon proceeded. "Let us leave him then to cool! I haven't cycled twenty miles, but I've motored forty very much in the hope of this, Lady Grace—the chance of being able to assure you that I too care very much for what I care for." To which he added on an easier note, as to carry off a slight awkwardness while she only waited: "You certainly mustn't let yourself—between us all—be worked to death."
"Oh, such days as this—!" She made light enough of her burden.
"They don't come often to me at least, Lady Grace! I hadn't grasped in advance the scale of your feast," he went on; "but since I've the great luck to find you alone—!" He paused for breath, however, before the full sequence.
She helped him out as through common kindness, but it was a trifle colourless. "Alone or in company, Lord John, I'm always very glad to see you."
"Then that assurance helps me to wonder if you don't perhaps gently guess what it is
