I have to call at the War Office to-morrow." Sylvia had no curiosity as to that visit.

She took no interest in it whatever, he noticed with a pang.
"And then ?" she asked slowly, as she crossed the hall with him to the door.

"You will go home ?" Chayne smiled rather bitterly.
"Yes, I suppose so." "Into Sussex ?" "Yes." She opened the door, and as he came out on to the steps she looked at him with a thoughtful scrutiny for a few moments.

But whether her thoughts portended good or ill for him, he could not tell.
"When I was a boy," he said abruptly, "I used to see from the garden of my house, far away in a dip of the downs, a dark high wall standing up against the sky.

I never troubled myself as to how it came to have been built there.