Surely her sudden determination to see him privately must have connection with this affair.
These thoughts came swiftly, for his period of waiting proved to be but a short one.

He heard the laughter and talk as the merry-makers came into the hotel from the dance hall, crowding the passage, and thronging in to where the tables were set.

Then a rattle of dishes, and the steady shuffling of waiters rushing back and forth.

Occasionally he could distinguish a shadow out in the hall, but never changed his motionless posture, or removed his eyes from the aperture, until she slipped noiselessly through and stood there panting slightly, her hand clasping the knob of the door.

Apparently in the semi-darkness of the room she was uncertain of his presence, while her white dress touched by the outside reflection made her clearly visible.
"It is all right, Miss McDonald," he murmured hastily, arising.