"There is a lady here, sir, who desires to see Monsieur!" she announced.
A fair, slight woman in a long travelling cloak brushed past her. She raised her veil, and I started at once to my feet. It was Lady Delahaye.
CHAPTER IV
It did not need a word from Lady Delahaye to acquaint me fully with what had happened. Indeed, my only wonder had been that this knowledge had not come to her before. She greeted me with a smile, but her face was full of purpose.
"Where is he?" she asked simply.
"Not here," I answered.
She seated herself, and began to unpin the travelling veil from her hat.
"So I perceive," she remarked. "He will return?"
"Yes," I admitted, "he will return."