She walked briskly, with her wonted, easy, swinging gait, back to the Castle, in a dream, her anxiety and fear for the while forgotten.

On her way up to her suite of rooms she met no one.

She was quick to take off her hat and ring for her tea.

Elizabeth Twitcher brought it to her, and from her Olivia learned that only Mr.Manley had asked for her.

She realized that, after all, thanks to her dead husband, she was but an inconspicuous person in the Castle.