The woman withdrew obediently.
Paul Winans turned, and walked restlessly up and down the room.
"So he dares come and serenade my wife directly under my window!"
His dark eyes blazed, his cheeks flamed, and his hand involuntarily clenched itself.
Grace looked up at him, still immovably calm and silent; but a slight nervous movement of her arm showed that she heard and understood. She looked up questioningly as Norah appeared in the door-way.
"He was gone, ma'am, before I got down to the door."
"Very well; you may go, then."
And, as before, Norah went out, with her small courtesy, and left the pair alone.
"Grace!"
"Well, dear?"