Chapter 33
JOAN made no further reference to the blow on the girl's face, but strolled round the bay to avoid even looking at her. Outwardly, at any rate, Dora was unchanged. They went together in the launch to Henley, had tea, and came back in the dusk of the evening, just in time for dinner. When she did eventually steal a glance at the tell-tale mark, she noticed that Dora had used powder lavishly— which was not like Dora.
"Father will be coming down to-morrow or the next day," she said when they were again on the comfortable settee before the fire. "He telephoned me this afternoon. Your Jimmy and that big man— what is his name, Dicker?— have been bothering him with questions. It is all very necessary— I realise that— but poor old daddy so easily gets worried."
As the evening progres
