She knows the house perfectly, and will call the servants from the annex to provide you both with refreshment until I join you a little later." Satisfied from Hooker's manner that they knew nothing of his later interview with Pinckney, he turned away and ascended to his own room.
There he threw himself into an armchair by the dim light of a single candle as if to reflect.

But he was conscious, even then, of his own calmness and want of excitement, and that no reflection was necessary.
What he had done and what he intended to do was quite clear, there was no alternative suggested or to be even sought after.

He had that sense of relief which comes with the climax of all great struggles, even of defeat.
He had never known before how hopeless and continuous had been that struggle until now it was over.

He had no fear of tomorrow, he would meet it as he had to-day, with the same singular consciousness of being equal to the occasion.

There was even no necessity of preparation for it; his will, leaving his fortune to his wife,--which seemed a slight thing now in this greater separation,--was already in his safe in San Francisco, his pistols were in the next room.