You have all you want, John; I will send your portmanteau." When Lance had gone I looked round my room and fell in love with it.

It had the charm of old fashion, of elegance, of space, of height, and from the windows there was a magnificent view of the park and the gardens.
"Lance must indeed be a happy man." I thought to myself.
He came to me when I was dressed and we went out for a stroll through the gardens.
"We shall hear the dinner-bell," said Lance.

"We will not go too far." We saw the stately equipage of Lady Ledbitter driven down the avenue.
"Thank Heaven!" said Lance.

"Now Frances is free.

She will have gone to her room.