Midnight revellers at the surrounding tables began to take notice of this tall, elegant, nervous young woman with the veiled face.

It was plain to all of them that she was expecting someone; naturally it would be a man, therefore a lover.

Her nervousness grew as the minutes lengthened into the hour.

A clock in a tower near by struck one.

She was now staring with wide, eager eyes down the street, alertly watching the approach of anyone who came from that direction.