Why, in thunder, he asked himself, had he stayed so long?
What was there about the fellow that held one in spite of oneself?
"I hope you will be all right again in a few days," he said formally as his eyes met Patty's upraised glance.

In the warm room all the glamour of the twilight--and of that hidden country within his mind--had faded from her.

She looked fresh and blooming and merely commonplace, he thought.

A brief half hour ago he had felt that he was in danger of losing his head; now his rational part was in the ascendant, and his future appeared pleasantly tranquil.

Then the girl smiled that faint inscrutable smile of hers, and the disturbing green rays shot from her eyes.