The window was open, and the bit of crumpled paper she had been holding in her hand was tossing about the floor.
He picked it up unconsciously and went out.
It was not till some time later that he glanced at it casually before throwing it away and saw it was a ten-pound note.
CHAPTER XLIII
THE EBB-TIDE
Three days later Ernie met in the hall of the Hotel a man he had known and disliked in the Regiment in India.
The two shook hands, Ernie grinning feebly. He was not so keen about the Regiment as he had been a few months before.
"What you doin here then, Mooney?" he asked.
"I've come for Captain Royal's heavy baggage," the other answered. "Say, which was his room?"
"I'll show you," said Ernie, and took him up.