"There is no chance that these two will keep their compact now," he said; "you and I will prevent it. Good-night, my lady."
"Stop!" she said, and he turned. "You have not told me your name—you know mine."
He smiled at her—a smile of victory and self-confidence.
"My name is Jasper Adelstone," he said.
Her lips repeated the name.
"Shall I see you safely into the hall?"
"No, no," she said. "Go, if you please."
He inclined his head and left her, but he did not go until she had entered the private park by another gate, and her figure was lost to sight.
Lord Leycester rowed Stella across the river, and parted from her.
"Good-night, my beloved," he whispered. "It is not for long. I shall see you to-morrow. Good-night! I shall wait here until I see you enter the lane; you will be safe then."