She was no longer the brilliant young Court beauty of Vienna.

She was a tired and disappointed girl.
"You are surprised--I should not have come here! It was such a foolish impulse." She caught up her gloves feverishly, but Norgate's moment of stupefaction had passed.

He clasped her hands.
"Forgive me," he begged.

"It is really you--Anna!" His words were almost incoherent, but his tone was convincing.

Her fears passed away.
"You don't wonder that I was a little surprised, do you ?" he exclaimed.
"You were not only the last person whom I was thinking of, but you were certainly the last person whom I expected to see in London or to welcome here." "But why ?" she asked.