He was conscious of her magnetism, which had some Oriental power in it that was like magic.
The luncheon had been excellent and he had been wise enough, knowing that they would start late, to order only a few courses.
They therefore rose from the table earlier than might have been expected and it was what ordinarily would have been teatime when they left the dining room.
“I expect some of you will want to rest after such a strenuous morning, but I am going to the stables to see how our horses are faring,” Lord Locke then told them.
“I hope they have plenty of champagne to celebrate their achievement in jumping over all your new fences!” somebody quipped.
As he walked down the passage, Zuleika put her arm through Lord Locke’s to say,
“Don’t leave me, Valiant, I want to talk to you.”
