I know that very well.

Harry left me at Stockholm four years ago;" and suddenly Joan's face flushed scarlet.

She had been absorbed in Stella's sorrows, she had admired that kind action of Harry Luttrell's which had brought so much trouble in its train.

It needed that reminder that Harry had only left Stella Croyle at Stockholm to bring home the whole part which Harry had taken in the affair.

Now she understood; a flame of sudden jealousy confused her; and with it came a young girl's distaste as though some ugly reptile had raised its head amongst flowers.
"I never saw Harry again until this week, except for a minute outside a shop one morning in Piccadilly.