I. A. R. Wylie

“ I defy any one to object.” She laughed with a smothered excitement. “To celebrate!” she whispered.
Still he hesitated. Then, looking up, he saw that Warren, mounted on a chestnut, had taken his place on Enid's off side. For the second time, the two men studied each other in silence. Warren's face was whiter than usual; there were lines about his small face which suggested that every muscle was drawn taut. His gaze dropped before Otway's—or, rather, shifted—wandering over the wide sweep of country with an expression which Otway did not understand. ”

“ Chassis, chauffeur, and footman gave the impression of having been created in a grown-up toy shop, and the young man standing on the steps viewed them with a mild satisfaction of ownership. He himself was got up with a painful regard for sartorial correctness, and his small, clean-shaven face, adorned with an eyeglass, which seemed curiously inevitable, gave the last touch to the general appearance of overemphasized spruceness.
Enid Ashley, coming up quietly through the hall, viewed the scene with an expression wholly inscrutable; then she laughed, and the young man swung round. ”

“ You have a mission in life, and no one must stand in your way. I remember when you told me about the serum you were experimenting with. I dubbed it the Great Discovery, and I knew then—what it meant to you. I want to tell you now—I am quite satisfied if—if I come second in your heart, Wilfred.”
“I love you,” he answered quietly. “My work and you—that is all I care for.”
A horn signal warned them that the hounds were at work, and, without answering, Enid allowed herself to be lifted into the saddle. As the groom was busy tightening the girths, she bent down to Otway. ”