THE SECOND DRAUGHT They returned to the hotel by a circuitous route that brought them by a mountain-road into the village just below the hotel.

The moon was rising as they ascended the final slope.

The chill of mist was in the air.
Sir Eustace was waiting for them in the porch.

He helped his sister to alight, but she went by him at once with a rapt look as though she had not seen him.

She had sat in almost unbroken silence throughout the homeward drive.
Dinah would have followed her in, but Sir Eustace held her back a moment.
"There is to be a dance to-night," he murmured in her ear.