His recovery however, was swift and amazing.

He bowed to Lucille, and by the time he raised his head even the reproach had gone from his eyes.
"Dear lady," he said, "I will not venture to dispute your decision.
Prince, will you appoint a time to-morrow when this matter shall be more fully explained to me ?" The Prince's smile was sweetness itself, and his tone very gentle.

But Mr.Sabin, who seldom yielded to any passionate impulse, kept his teeth set and his hand clenched, lest the blow he longed to deal should escape him.
"At midday to-morrow I shall be pleased to receive you," he said.
"The Countess, with her usual devotion and good sense, has, I trust, convinced you that our action is necessary!" "To-morrow at midday," Mr.Sabin said, "I will be here.

I have the honour to wish you all good-night." His farewell was comprehensive.

He did not even single out Lucille for a parting glance.