"I have been losing all day.

I think that I shall give it up." She rose wearily to her feet and he felt a sudden compassion for her.
She was certainly looking tired.

Her eyes were weary, she had the air of an unhappy woman.

After all, perhaps she too sometimes knew what loneliness was.
"I should like some tea so much," she added, a little piteously.
He opened his lips to invite her to pass through into the restaurant with him.

Then the memory of that forged order still in his pocket, flashed into his mind.