At last, after a lull in the spasmodic talk, Carlotta said, very politely: "Mrs.Mainwaring has a beautiful house." "It's only a tiny flat.

Would you like to look over it ?" asked Judith, eagerly, flashing me a glance that plainly said, "Now that I shall have her to myself, you may trust me to get to the bottom of her." "I would like it very much," said Carlotta, rising.
I held the door open for them to pass out, and lit a cigarette.
When they returned ten minutes afterwards, Carlotta was smiling and self-possessed, evidently very well pleased with herself, but Judith had a red spot on each of her cheeks.
The sight of her smote me with an odd new feeling of pity.

I cannot dismiss the vision from my mind.

All the evening I have seen the two women standing side by side, a piteous parable.

The light from the window shone full upon them, and the dark curtain of the door was an effective background.