The flowers smell," Rachel replied.
Hewet drew still farther back.

His heart was beating very quickly.
Apparently Rachel tried to pull Helen out on to the terrace, and helen resisted.

There was a certain amount of scuffling, entreating, resisting, and laughter from both of them.

Then a man's form appeared.
Hewet could not hear what they were all saying.

In a minute they had gone in; he could hear bolts grating then; there was dead silence, and all the lights went out.
He turned away, still crumpling and uncrumpling a handful of leaves which he had torn from the wall.