"You will let me have the privilege, the honour?
What a queen you are! You give largesse with both hands when a simple coin would have been enough.
Shall I secure your tickets?
When will you have your luggage ready?
Is there anything you will need before you leave ?" She smiled at his enthusiasm, coloured anew, and again held out her hand.
"We will talk of all that in the morning," she said.

"There will be plenty of time.Mlle.de Carjorac has promised to look after my effects and to see that they are shipped on to me in due course.

But now it really must be good-night.

I shall see you again at breakfast." "At breakfast ?" repeated Cleek, with a happy laugh.

"I wonder if you understand that I shall be kicking my heels on my bedside until it is ready ?--that I shan't sleep a wink all night ?" And as events proved he came respectably close to living up to that exuberant assertion--merely napping now and again, to wake up suddenly and "moon" for an hour or so; and, between periodical inspections of his watch, to wonder if God ever made a night so long and slow-dragging as this one.
It had its recompense, however; for all--or nearly all--the next day was passed in company with _her_; and more than that he would not have asked of Heaven.