The pointers lagged horribly.

He knew that the carriage was certain to be at the door, waiting in the quiet street with its great restless horses, its two perfectly trained men, its gleaming lamps and shining harness.

But he would not allow himself the luxury of being the first arrival.

Paul had himself well in hand.

At last it was time to go.
"See you later," he said.
"Thank you--yes," replied Steinmetz, without looking up.
So Paul Howard Alexis sallied forth to seek the hand of the lady of his choice, and as he left his own door that lady was receiving Claude de Chauxville in her drawing-room.