Mannering rose to his feet and pointed to the clock.
"It is time that you and I were in bed, Hester," he said. "Remember that we have a busy morning."
"It seems a pity," she murmured, as she wished him good-night. "A great pity!"
CHAPTER III
SUMMONED TO WINDSOR
Berenice, who had just returned from making a call, was standing in the hall, glancing through the cards displayed upon a small round table. The major-domo of her household came hurrying out from his office.
"There is a young lady, your Grace," he announced, "who has been waiting to see you for half an hour. Her name is Miss Phillimore."
"Where is she?" Berenice asked.
"In the library, your Grace."