"Henriette!"
There was no reply.
"Henriette!" Mrs. Chepstow called again.
The door of the bedroom opened, and the French girl with red eyes appeared.
"Why don't you answer when I speak to you? How long have you been there?"
"Two or three minutes, madame," said the girl, in a low voice.
"Did you meet any one in the corridor?"
"Yes, madame, a gentleman."
"Coming from here?"
"Yes, madame."