Then he saw something flash into her eyes and he was glad to be there.
"You ?" she exclaimed, a little breathlessly.

He plunged into explanations.
"My rooms are close by here in Charges Street," he told her.

"I was walking home from the club and saw you step out of the car." "How could you know that I was coming to-day ?" she asked.

"I only telephoned Alice after I arrived." "To tell you the truth," he confessed, "I have got into the habit of walking this way home, in case--well, to-night I have my reward." She turned the key in the latch and pushed the door open.
"You must come in," she invited.
"Isn't it too late ?" "What does that matter so long as I ask you ?" He followed her gladly into the hall, closing the door behind him.
"That wretched switch is somewhere near here," she said, feeling along the wall.
Her fingers suddenly met his and stayed passive in his grasp.

She turned a little around as she realised the nearness of him.
"Jane," he whispered, "I have wanted you so much." For a single moment she rested in his arms,--a wonderful moment, inexplicable, voluptuous, stirring him to the very depths.