"If he doesn't come to-night it means I am safe!" His bloodless lips sucked in the warm air.

Safe! It was the first time in months he had dared to tell himself this; yet a moment later and his fears were crowding back crushing him to earth.

The general might do much in the six hours that remained to him.
He was back at his post when the night train drew in, and his heart gave a great leap in his breast as he saw the general descend from the platform of the sleeper and then turn to assist Elizabeth.

She was closely veiled, but one glance at the pair sufficed.
Langham passed down the long platform.

The flickering gas-jets that burned at intervals under the wide eaves of the low station were luminous suns, his brain whirled and his step was unsteady.