You must please accept my apologies." He stood motionless in front of the door.

He was pale, clean-shaven, and slim, and in his correct evening clothes he seemed a somewhat ordinary type of the well-bred young Englishman.

But his eyes were grey, and his mouth straight and firm.
She came to a standstill.

Her eyes seemed to be questioning him.

She scarcely understood his attitude.
"Kindly allow me to pass!" she said coldly.
"Presently!" he answered.
Her veil was still raised, and the flash of her eyes would surely have made a weaker man quail.