We must make him go." "And yet you would be sorry to lose him ?" "Of course; only--" Another of those unexplained pauses! It was certainly a tantalizing state of affairs, though, in fact, this last one did but mean, "only he must be neglecting his affairs while he stops here." Lucia merely broke off because she felt as if Lady Dighton might think the words an impertinence.
Soon after this they parted.

Something was said about to-morrow, but they finally left all arrangements to be made when Maurice should appear, which it was supposed he would do at dinner to the Dightons, and after it to the Costellos.
Dinner had been long over in the little apartment in the Champs Elysees when Maurice arrived there.

The mother and daughter were sitting together as usual, but in unusual silence--Lucia absorbed in thought, Mrs.Costello watching and wondering, but still refraining from asking questions.

Maurice came in, looking pale and tired.

Lucia got up, and drew a chair for him near her mother.