My lord lifted his grey eyes and smiled insolently.
"Where is she?"
"I will show you where I left her," answered Marius briefly.
They moved away in silence, two erect figures, much of a height, each with grey curls flowing under the knot of black velvet, and the graceful domino caught over the sword.
Neither had given her a word or a look as they left. She crouched against the wall and stared after them.
Hesitatingly came the first bars of the melody of a minuet.