CHAPTER XXV.
IN THE ROSE GARDEN "Let us go out," said Linforth.
It was after dinner on the same evening, and he was standing with Violet Oliver at the window of the drawing-room.

Behind them an officer and his wife from the cantonment were playing "Bridge" with Ralston and his sister.

Violet Oliver hesitated.

The window opened upon the garden.
Already Linforth's hand was on the knob.
"Very well," she said.

But there was a note of reluctance in her voice.
"You will need a cloak," he said.
"No," said Violet Oliver.