Ezra P. Hipps happened to see the light in Auriole's eyes as he and Van Diest moved toward the door. It was quite unmistakable and from his point of view, conclusive. He said nothing, however, and they passed out in silence.
It is probable that Hilbert Torrington also read a meaning in the girl's eyes for he was very active in marshalling his forces for departure.
"I think, gentlemen," he said, "we might meet tomorrow to discuss our obligation to Mr. Frencham Altar—an obligation by no means covered by the small arrangement we made with him." He grasped Richard warmly by the hand and there was moisture at the corners of his eyes. "What a splendid boy you are," he said. "Lord, but youth and adventure is a wonderful partnership, with a dash of romance thrown in as a prize. It's been a great game—hasn't it? A real tough fight. Great fun. Good night."
Even Cassis had something nice to say before they took their leave and left the man and the girl together.
Then Richard looked at Auriole and grinned, perhaps because her expression was so desperately serious.
"Couldn't you smile at a chap?" he asked.
She wrapped her cloak around her.
"You don't understand," she said. "Everything seems good to you at the moment—even me."
He shook his head whimsically.
"Don't say me that piece," he begged. "It sounds horrid. Where are you going?"