“Where have you been?”
She made no answer.
“Were there many of those scoundrels about?” he asked.
“The men would not injure me,” she said, in the same low voice.
“But how did you get in?”
“Eve came down and admitted me,” was the reply.
“What’s o’clock?”
Mrs Glaire made no answer.
“Oh, if you like to be sulky you can,” said Richard, coolly; and, lighting a chamber candle, he strode off to bed.
As he turned to wind up his watch in a sleepy manner, he found that it had run down, so with an impatient gesture he laid it aside, finished undressing, and tumbled into bed.