"Are you better for your sleep?"
"Yes, thank you."
Susan opened the door. Christian suddenly seemed to remember something. She started up, clasped Star's purse in her hand, and ran towards the open door.
"What are you going to do about—about to-night?" she said.
Susan laughed. "Nothing at all," she said.
Just at that moment Star came in.
"Oh, Christian," she said, "you have got my purse! What a search I have had for it! I sent Alice up to my room for it."
"She gave it to me," said Christian quite calmly. "She had to hurry out to her music lesson at Tregellick. She could not find you."
"I was in the bowling-alley. I want it."
Star snatched up her purse and slipped it into her pocket. She then left the room, and Christian returned to her place by the fire. Her sleep had wonderfully soothed her.