It is only I who know that you are not." She slipped from the chair, kissed him, and, walking quite firmly across the floor, touched the spring and passed through the panel.

Even then she turned around and waved a little good-bye to him.

There was no sign of fear in her face; only a little dumb disappointment.

The panel glided to and shut out the vision of her.

Dominey held his head like a man who fears madness..