That was an opportunity that turned up unexpectedly, but he didn't know it would.

How could he?
He didn't come here expecting to find thousands of pounds lying about on the table! It was easy enough to know that I was here, of course.

I couldn't go out of my own house on foot, in a dinner-gown, and pick up a hansom, could I?
I had one called and gave the address, and the footman remembered it and told my husband.

There's nothing more foolish than making mysteries and giving the cabman first one address and then another.

If Boris is really going to bring a suit, the mere fact that there was no concealment as to where I was going this evening would be strong evidence, wouldn't it?
Evidence he cannot deny, too, since he must have learnt the address from the footman, who heard me give it! And people who make no secret of a meeting are not meeting clandestinely, are they ?' 'You argue that pretty well,' said Mr.Van Torp, smiling.
'And besides,' rippled Lady Maud's sweet voice, as she shook out the folds of her black velvet, 'I don't care.' Her friend held up the fur-lined cloak and put it over her shoulders.
She fastened it at the neck and then turned to the fire for a moment before leaving.
'Rufus,' she said gravely, after a moment's pause, and looking down at the coals, 'you're an angel.' 'The others in the game don't think so,' answered Mr.Van Torp.
'No one was ever so good to a woman as you've been to me,' said Maud.
And all at once the joyful ring had died away from her voice and there was another tone in it that was sweet and low too, but sad and tender and grateful, all at once.
'There's nothing to thank me for,' answered Mr.Van Torp.