"You are very kind," she said rather tartly; "a moment longer and you
would have been saved the trouble."
Darby's smile failed completely and he made no answer.
In the doorway the Countess halted--and gave De Lacy her hand.
"I thank you for the walk," she said, as he bowed over it; then a merry
gleam came in her eyes--"Good night, Sir . . . Aymer."