"How did you come here?" he stammered at last, his voice sounding harsh and unfamiliar.
"On foot."
"In this fog?"
"Yes."
"Who came with you?"
"I came alone. I wished to speak to you. I hear you are ruined."
"I can meet my liabilities," he said proudly.
"Is it true that you have lost two millions?"
"It is—possibly more."
A moment of terror seemed to pass over Anne. The lovely colour in her cheek faded suddenly. She supported herself against the table, with a shaking gloved hand. Then she drew herself up, and said in a firm voice: