Martin watched her go and shut the door, and stood with his hands over his face.
VIII Mr.and Mrs.George Harley had made an appointment to meet at half-past eleven sharp on the doorstep of the little house in Sixty-seventh Street.

Business had interrupted their honeymoon and brought them unexpectedly to New York.

Harley had come by subway from Wall Street to the Grand Central and taken a taxicab.

It was twelve o'clock before he arrived.

Nevertheless he wore a smile of placid ease of mind.