'You must ask me to do something for you, in return for that.

How strange that did seem! It was like having been dead and coming to life again, wasn't it ?' 'I have no message whatever for anybody, Mrs.Dalmaine; thank you very much.' 'Good-bye, then.

No, no, don't come down.

Good-bye!' She drove back home.
She had been sitting for an hour in her boudoir, when Dalmaine came in.
He smiled, but looked rather grim for all that.

Seating himself opposite her, he asked: 'Paula, what was your business in Great Russell Street this afternoon ?' She trembled, but returned his gaze scornfully.
'So you followed me ?' 'I followed you.