He was not in the least conceited, and he did not for a moment misinterpret this woman's interest in him.

Her invitation, he knew very well, was one which half London would have coveted.

Yet it meant nothing personal, he was sure of that.

It simply meant that for some mysterious reason, the same reason which had prompted her to visit him in the city he was of interest to her.
At a few minutes before eleven Laverick left the place and drove to the stage-door of the Universal Theatre.

Zoe came out among the first and paused upon the threshold, looking up and down the street eagerly.