ls with a landscape or two。 In fact； when George had removed from the room two antimacassars； three group photographs of the farmer's relations； an illuminated text； and a china statuette of the Infant Samuel； and stacked them in a corner of the empty studio； the place became almost a home from home。
Solitude can be very unsolitary if a man is in love。 George never even began to be bored。 The only thing that in any way troubled his peace was the thought that he was not acplishing a great deal in the matter of helping Maud out of whatever trouble it was that had befallen her。 The most he could do was to prowl about roads near the castle in the hope of an accidental meeting。 And such was his good fortune that； on the fourth day of his vigil； the accidental meeting occurred。
Taking his morning prowl along the lanes； he was rewarded by the sight of a grey racing…car at the side of the road。 It was empty； but from underneath it protruded a pair of long legs； while beside it stood a girl； at the sight of whom George's heart began to thump so violently that the long…legged one might have been pardoned had he supposed that his engine had started again of its own volition。
Until he spoke the soft grass had kept her from hearing his approach。 He stopped close behind her； and cleared his throat。 She started and turned； and their eyes met。
For a moment hers were empty of any recognition。 Then they lit up。 She caught her breath quickly； and a faint flush came into her face。
〃Can I help you？〃 asked George。
The long legs wriggled out into the road followed by a long body。 The young man under the car sat up； turning a grease…streaked and pleasant face to George。
〃Eh； what？〃
〃Can I help you？ I know how to fix a car。〃
The young man beamed in friendly fashion。
〃It's awfully good of you； old chap； but so do I。 It's the only thing I can do well。 Thanks very much and so forth all the same。〃
George fastened his eyes on the girl's。 She had not spoken。
〃If there is anything in the world I can possibly do for you；〃 he said slowly； 〃I hope you will let me know。 I should like above all things to help you。〃
The girl spoke。
〃Thank you；〃 she said in a low voice almost inaudible。
George walked away。 The grease…streaked young man followed him with his gaze。
〃Civil cove； that；〃 he said。 〃Rather gushing though； what？ American； wasn't he？〃
〃Yes。 I think he was。〃
〃Americans are the civillest coves I ever struck。 I remember asking the way of a chappie at Baltimore a couple of years ago when I was there in my yacht； and he followed me for miles； shrieking advice and encouragement。 I thought it deuced civil of him。〃
〃I wish you would hurry up and get the car right； Reggie。 We shall be awfully late for lunch。〃
Reggie Byng began to slide backwards under the car。
〃All right； dear heart。 Rely on me。 It's something quite simple。〃
〃Well； do be quick。〃
〃Imitation of greased lightningvery difficult；〃 said Reggie encouragingly。 〃Be patient。 Try and amuse yourself somehow。 Ask yourself a riddle。 Tell yourself a few anecdotes。 I'll be with you in a moment。 I say； I wonder what the cove is doing at Belpher？ Deuced civil cove；〃 said Reggie approvingly。 〃I liked him。 And now； business of repairing breakdown。〃
His smiling face vanished under the car like the Cheshire cat。 Maud stood looking thoughtfully down the road in the direction in which George had disappeared。
CHAPTER 8。
The following day was a Thursday and on Thursdays； as has been stated； Belpher Castle was thrown open to the general public between the hours of two and four。 It was a tradition of long standing； this periodical lowering of the barriers； and had always been faithfully observed by Lord Marshmoreton ever since his accession to the title。 By the permanent occupants of the castle the day was regarded with mixed feelings。 Lord Belpher； while approving of it in theory； as he did of all the family traditionsfor he was a great supporter of all things feudal； and took his position as one of the hereditary aristocracy of Great Britain extremely seriouslyheartily disliked it in practice。 More than once he had been obliged to exit hastily by a further door in order to keep from being discovered by a drove of tourists intent on inspecting the library or the great drawing…room； and now it was his custom to retire to his bedroom immediately after lunch and not to emerge until the tide of invasion had ebbed away。
Keggs； the butler； always looked forward to Thursdays with pleasurable anticipation。 He enjoyed the sense of authority which it gave him to herd these poor outcasts to and fro among the surroundings which were an every…day monplace to himself。 Also he liked hearing the sound of his own voice as it lectured in rolling periods on the objects of interest by the way…side。 But even to Keggs there was a bitter mixed with the sweet。 No one was better aware than himself that the nobility of his manner； excellent as a means of impressing the mob； worked against him when it came to a question of tips。 Again and again had he been harrowed by the spectacle of tourists； huddled together like sheep； debating among themselves in nervous whispers as to whether they could offer this personage anything so contemptible as half a crown for himself and deciding that such an insult was out of the question。 It was his endeavour； especially towards the end of the proceedings； to cultivate a manner blending a dignity fitting his position with a sunny geniality which would allay the timid doubts of the tourist and indicate to him that； bizarre as the idea might seem； there was nothing to prevent him placing his poor silver in more worthy hands。
Possibly the only member of the castle munity who was absolutely indifferent to these public visits was Lord Marshmoreton。 He made no difference between Thursday and any other day。 Precisely as usual he donned his stained corduroys and pottered about his beloved garden； and when； as happened on an average once a quarter； some visitor； strayed from the main herd； came upon him as he worked and mistook him for one of the gardeners； he accepted the error without any attempt at explanation； sometimes going so far as to encourage it by adopting a rustic accent in keeping with his appearance。 This sort thing tickled the simple…minded peer。
George joined the procession punctually at two o'clock； just as Keggs was clearing his throat preparatory to saying； 〃We are now in the main 'all； and before going any further I would like to call your attention to Sir Peter Lely's portrait of〃 It was his custom to begin his Thursday lectures with this remark； but today it was postponed； for； no sooner had George appeared； than a breezy voice on the outskirts of the throng spoke in a tone that made petition impossible。
〃For goodness' sake； George。〃
And Billie Dore detached herself from the group； a trim vision in blue。 She wore a dust…coat and a motor veil； and her eyes and cheeks were glowing from the fresh air。
〃For goodness' sake； George； what are you doing here？〃
〃I was just going to ask you the same thing。〃
〃Oh； I motored down with a boy I know。 We had a breakdown just outside the gates。 We were on our way to Brighton for lunch。 He suggested I should pass the time seeing the sights while he fixed up the sprockets or the differential gear or whatever it was。 He's ing to pick me up when he's through。 But； on the level； George； how do you get this way？ You sneak out of town and leave the show flat； and nobody has a notion where you are。 Why； we were thinking of advertising for you； or going to the police or something。 For all anybody knew； you might have been sandbagged or dropped in the river。〃
This aspect of the matter had not occurred to George till now。 His sudden descent on Belpher had seemed to him the only natural course to pursue。 He had not realized that he would be missed； and that his absence might have caused grave inconvenience to a large number of people。
〃I never thought of that。 Iwell； I just happened to e here。〃
〃You aren't living in this old castle？〃
〃Not quite。 I've a cottage down the road。 I wanted a few days in the country so I rented it。〃
〃But what made you choose this place？