I introduced him into the salon, and Mademoiselle, after conversing a little while with Madame, consented to receive him.

They have been alone together, as I have told Monsieur, since about three o'clock.

Madame is in her own apartment.

The position of Monsieur," added this discriminating woman, "certainly justifies him in entering the salon." Bernard was quite of this opinion, and in a moment more he had crossed the threshold of the little drawing-room and closed the door behind him.
Angela sat there on a sofa, leaning back with her hands clasped in her lap and her eyes fixed upon Gordon Wright, who stood squarely before her, as if he had been making her a resolute speech.

Her face wore a look of distress, almost of alarm; she kept her place, but her eyes gave Bernard a mute welcome.