But he did.
Then she ceased to cower.

The girlish dignity that had been hers so long came running back to her.

As she faced him there was even a crooked smile upon her face.
[Illustration: "I woke up," she said.] "I woke up," she said, as if the words had no meaning to herself, but might have some to him.
The match burned out before he spoke, but his face was terrible.
"Grizel!" he said, appalled; and then, as if the discovery was as awful to her as to him, she uttered a cry of horror and sped out into the night.

He called her name again, and sprang after her; but the hand of another woman detained him.
"Who is this girl ?" Lady Pippinworth demanded fiercely; but he did not answer.

He recoiled from her with a shudder that she was not likely to forget, and hurried on.