"Shake hands, Mrs. Montague," said Reg.
"He's branded," said Hal.
"Who, Wyck?" asked the lady, surprised, and both nodded an assent.
"Well, he has deserved his fate," she said, with a little sigh. "And now you will let him go." The completion of the revenge awed her.
"Will you and Mr. Montague join us at our hotel this evening?" asked Hal.
"Where are you staying?"
"At 'Menzie's.'"
"Why, I am there, too. Certainly we will, with pleasure. But there is my call. Good-bye till then."
Later on, the doctor returned and gave a favourable report of his patient. He said Terence had had a good deal of trouble to keep him quiet. But though he was sullen and restless no serious consequences had arisen, and he could be removed in two days' time.
They had a gay supper-party that night, and two days later a cab was sent to 345, Nicholson Street, and Wyck, with his head bandaged, was released to go whithersoever he would.