He moved slowly across the marble floor, and as his cloak fell back straining at the clasps, she saw the gleam of his blue and silver dress beneath.
"Tell me what has happened," she entreated.
He paused, then swung round and paced to the window again.
"Since you are not involved, Susannah, in my unfortunate affairs, I have the less reluctance."
Still she could not see his face, the moonlight dazzled her straining eyes.
"Not involved!" she murmured.
Lord Lyndwood pulled his gloves off slowly.
"I have come home to tell my lady and Marius that I am ruined."
She did not move nor speak.