He knew that the business which had brought her to him was one that meant privacy.

He ceremoniously placed a chair for her and awaited her pleasure.
The lady was in no hurry.

She caught sight of the gold brooch lying on the table, took it up and examined it.

On the back was graven "A.D.

to Lavinia." Sally's dark arched eyebrows contracted.
"Lavinia," she thought.