I have an engagement that will keep me until late.

To-morrow night, if you will, I shall be at your service." And because he did not trust Samoval he added, as Samoval himself had almost reckoned: "But I should prefer not to come to Bispo.
I might be seen going or returning." "Since there are no such scruples on my side, I am ready to come to you here if you prefer it." "It would suit me better." "Then expect me promptly at midnight to-morrow, provided that you can arrange to admit me without my being seen.

You will perceive my reasons." "Those gates will be closed," said O'Moy, indicating the now gaping massive doors that closed the archway at night.

"But if you knock I shall be waiting for you, and I will admit you by the wicket." "Excellent," said Samoval suavely.

"Then--until to-morrow night, General." He bowed with almost extravagant submission, and turning walked sharply away, energy and suppleness in every line of his slight figure, leaving Sir Terence to the unpleasant, almost desperate, thoughts that reflection must usher in as his anger faded..