She kissed Margaret first, and then her son, each on both cheeks, but it was clear that she could hardly keep her eyes open, and she left Margaret and Lushington standing together, exactly as she had left the young girl with Logotheti on the first occasion.
Their eyes met for an instant and then Lushington got his hat and stick and opened the door for Margaret to go out.
'Shall I call a cab for you?' he asked.
'No, thank you. I'll walk a little way first, and then drive to the station.'
When they were in the street, Lushington stood still.
'You believe that it was an accident, don't you?' he asked. 'I mean my coming to-day.'
'Of course! Shall we walk on?'
He could not refuse, and he felt that he was not standing by his resolution; yet the circumstances were changed, since she now knew his secret, and was warned.
They had gone twenty steps before she spoke.
'You might have trusted me,' she said.