And please don't trouble further.

I am very thankful to you, but will express myself better later on." With this the editor had to be content, and was shortly on his way to his own well-earned rest.

To Jennie it seemed but a moment after he had gone, that the porter placed coffee and rolls on the desk beside her saying, "Seven o'clock, miss!" The coffee refreshed the girl, and as she passed through the editorial rooms she noted their forlorn, dishevelled appearance, which all places show when seen at an unaccustomed hour, their time of activity and bustle past.

The rooms were littered with torn papers; waste-baskets overflowing; looking silent, scrappy, and abandoned in the grey morning light which seemed intrusive, usurping the place of the usual artificial illumination, and betraying a bareness which the other concealed.

Jennie recognized a relationship between her own up-all-night feeling and the spirit of the deserted rooms.
At the railway station she found her maid waiting for her, surrounded by luggage.
"Have you got your ticket ?" "Yes, my lady." "I have changed my mind, and will not go to Paris just now.