“Candle-light is deceptive,” said Maradick.
“She was wonderful! Glorious! Just for a moment like that out of the darkness! But this is indeed a city of miracles!” He looked back; the house was in absolute darkness.
“She doesn’t like Miss Minns,” he added, “I expect Miss Minns is a beast; I, too, hate Miss Minns.”
At last, in the dark, mysterious hall they parted. “Oh! for bed!” said Maradick.
“But what a night!” cried Tony. “By heaven! what a night!”
And the Admonitus Locorum smiled, very knowingly, from the head of the stairs.
CHAPTER V
MARADICK MAKES A PROMISE AND MEETS AN
ITINERANT OPTIMIST