Beyond this were low voices and the sound of people moving.

He went forward to a break in the canvas wall and at the same moment there was a metallic jar and light flooded the enclosure.

From somewhere outside came music, principally the low, leisurely moan of a 'cello.

A beautiful woman in evening dress was with suppressed emotion kneeling at the bedside of a sleeping child.

At the doorway stood a dark, handsome gentleman in evening dress, regarding her with a cynical smile.