Suddenly he pulled the check-string.
"Call at Dorset House," he directed.
* * * * * Mr.Sabin lingered till nearly the last of the guests had gone.

Then he led Helene once more into the winter gardens.
"May I detain you for one moment's gossip ?" he asked.

"I see your carriage at the door." She laughed.
"It is nothing," she declared.

"I must drive in the Park for an hour.
One sees one's friends, and it is cool and refreshing after these heated rooms.

But at any time.