Suddenly he started back! He must not—he dare not——!
For a moment he crushed her fingers to his lips; then turning abruptly, he strode towards the door.
"You'll come to-morrow, won't you?" she cried.
"Yes, to-morrow," he answered.
"Early?"
"As early as I can."
"Good-bye, husband. I will be so lonely without you," she called after him, but he resolutely closed the door.
At the foot of the stairs a nurse was waiting for him.
"The doctor would like to speak to you for a moment," she said as she led the way to the consulting-room.
"Well, how did you find Lady Wilmersley's memory; were you able to help her in any way to recall the past," inquired the doctor.