He followed her, wondering, perplexed and irritated.
"Beatrice, what is the matter ?" he said, once.
"Not much--or, rather, yes, everything.

Inside that room, Captain Bertram, is one you know.

Go and see her--or rather, come and see her, with me.

You know her, and once, you were, after your fashion,--a _little_ kind." Beatrice threw open the door.
"Nina," she said, "Captain Bertram is here,"-- then she paused,--her next words came with a visible effort--"And his heart shall choose the girl he loves." Beatrice walked straight across the room to the window.

She heard a cry from Nina, and something between a groan and an exclamation of joy from Bertram.
She did not look round..