She turned her eyes upon him with angry incredulity. "How, pray?"
"Wait and see!"
She made no reply, but, taking up her dainty handkerchief, turned to leave the room, motioning him to precede her. In the hall, she paused at the head of the stairs, saying:
"Go down; I will come directly."
"What are you going to do?"
"Go down," she repeated; "I know what I am doing."
She went slowly down the hall in the direction of the room before which stood Madeline's luggage that had just arrived from the little station.
Lucian gazed after her in some amazement, watched her tap softly, heard the door open, saw her enter the room, and then went slowly down-stairs.