But when it was all over he left the City, and, leaning back in the corner of his little brougham, was driven away to Pont Street.

Here he locked himself in his room, took off his coat and threw himself upon a sofa with a big cigar between his teeth.
"If you let any one in to see me, Miles," he told the footman, "I'll kick you out of the house." So, though the bell rang often, he remained alone.

But as he lay there with half-closed eyes living again through the tortures of the last few hours, he heard a voice that startled him.
It was surely hers--already! He sprang up and opened the door.

Ernestine and Captain Francis were in the hall.
He motioned them to follow him into the room.

Ernestine was flushed and her eyes were very bright.