Mrs.
Armour did not come down, but she sent word by Richard, who entered last, that she would be glad to see Frank for a moment before he left for the Park.

As of old, Richard took both Lali's hands in his, patted them, and cheerily said: "Well, well, Lali, we've got the wild man home again safe and sound, haven't we--the same old vagabond?
We'll have to turn him into a Christian again--'For while the lamp holds out to burn'-- " He did not give her time to reply, but their eyes met honestly, kindly, and from the look they both passed into life and time again with a fresh courage.

She did not know, nor did he, how near they had been to an abyss; and neither ever knew.

One furtive glance at the moment, one hesitating pressure of the hand, one movement of the head from each other's gaze, and there had been unhappiness for them all.

But they were safe.
In the Park, Frank and his wife talked little.