She was prepared for it: I was not: and so she was as cool as when I saw her last, and, what is more, just as young and beautiful." "The devil!" cried Hawbury.
Dacres poured out another glass of ale and drank it.

His hand trembled slightly as he put down the glass, and he sat for some time in thought before he went on.
"Well, Lady Dalrymple introduced us.

It was Mrs.Willoughby!" "By Jove!" cried Hawbury.

"I saw you were coming to that." "Well, you know, the whole thing was so sudden, so unexpected, and so perfectly overwhelming, that I stood transfixed.

I said nothing.