If Michael could bear this agony and behave like a gentleman, she also must play her part with dignity.

Henry would be waiting at the bottom of the stairs.
She went rapidly to her room and removed all traces of emotion, and then she returned to the hall by the way she had come.
"I was growing quite anxious, dearest," Lord Fordyce told her, as he advanced to meet her when she came down the stairs.

"I feared you were ill, and was just coming to find you.

Let us go straight in to supper now--you look rather pale.

I must take care of you and give you some champagne," and he placed her hand in his arm fondly and led her along.
[Illustration: "'He is often in some scrape--something must have culminated to-night'"] They found chairs which had been kept for them at a centre table, near their hostess and Moravia, and here they sat down.