"Good night, everybody!" They all wished him good-night--nobody stirred.

He walked slowing into the front hall, waited for a moment and then accepted his coat and hat from a servant.

Lady Conyers waved to him from the staircase.
"Where's Geraldine ?" she asked.
Thomson turned away.
"They are all in the smoking-room, Lady Conyers," he said.

"Good night!".