She looked mechanically for Vickers, who was ordinarily there at that hour, but the cuddy was empty.

So much the better, she thought, as she drew her dark cloak around her, and tapped at Frere's door.

As she did so, a strange pain shot through her temples, and her knees trembled.

With a strong effort she dispelled the dizziness that had almost overpowered her, and held herself erect.

It would never do to break down now.
The door opened, and Maurice Frere drew her into the cabin.