And he certainly was changed; he looked haggard and unhappy, more so even than before.

And then she remembered how radiantly strong and splendid he had appeared, at dinner on their wedding night, and a lump rose in her throat.
"Henriette will have arrived by now," she said in a few minutes.

"If you will tell me where it is I will go to my room." He got up, and she followed him.
"I expect you will find it is the blue, Chinese damask one just at the top of these little stairs." Then he strode on in front of her quickly, and called out from the top, "Yes, it is, and your maid is here." And as she came up the low, short steps, they met on the turn, and stopped.
"Good night," he said.

"I will have some soup and suitable things for an invalid sent up to you; and then you must sleep well, and not get up in the morning.

I shall be very busy to-morrow.