“No!” he said savagely.

She sighed.

“I am afraid you had better go away,” she said.

As he closed the door he fancied that he heard a sob. But it might have been only fancy.


CHAPTER III

MONSIEUR S’AMUSE

To-night,” young Davenant declared, with something which was suspiciously like a yawn, “I really think that we must chuck it just a little earlier. Shall we say that we leave here at two, and get back to the hotel?”