She dared not switch on the light, but as the fire burned up again she held her watch to the blaze. Half-past two!
In utter amazement she began to undress.
There was no second bed in the room; only a horse-hair sofa that was far less comfortable than the chair by the fire. She lay down upon it, however, pulling over her an ancient fur travelling-rug belonging to her mother, and here she lay dozing and waking, turning over the mystery in her mind, while another quiet hour slipped away.
Then there came a movement from Bunny, and she sat up.
"Are you awake, Maud?" asked his voice out of the shadows. "Has Jake gone?"
"Yes, darling," she made answer. "Are you wanting anything?"
She was by his side with the words; she bent over him. He wanted his pillows rearranged, and when she had done it he said, "I say, when did you wake up?"
"About an hour ago," she said.
He chuckled a little. "Weren't you surprised to find me in bed?"
"Yes, I was," she said. "How did you get there?"