OUTCAST The room into which a waiting man servant showed them was large and handsomely furnished.

Whisky and soda, wine and sandwiches were upon the sideboard.

The Baroness, stopping only to light a cigarette, moved towards the door.
"I shall return," she said, "in a quarter of an hour." She looked for a moment steadily at her friend, and then turned away.
Louise strolled to the sideboard and helped herself to a sandwich.
"Come and forage, won't you ?" she asked carelessly.

"There are some _pate_ sandwiches here, and you want whisky and soda, of course--or do you prefer brandy ?" "Neither, thanks!" Wrayson answered firmly.

"I want what I came for.
Please sit down here and answer my questions." She laughed a little mockingly, and turning round, faced him, her head thrown back, her eyes meeting his unflinchingly.