He sprang up, tied his tie with trembling fingers, and hastily completed his toilet.

Once more, with a great effort, and an almost reckless resort to his host's champagne, he triumphed over the demons of memory which racked his brain.

At dinner his gayety was almost feverish.

Edith Fitzmaurice, who was his neighbour, found him a delightful companion.

Only the Colonel glanced towards him now and then anxiously.