On Sunday afternoon Alexander remembered Miss Burgoyne's invitation and called at her apartment.

He found it a delightful little place and he met charming people there.

Hilda lived alone, attended by a very pretty and competent French servant who answered the door and brought in the tea.

Alexander arrived early, and some twenty-odd people dropped in during the course of the afternoon.

Hugh MacConnell came with his sister, and stood about, managing his tea-cup awkwardly and watching every one out of his deep-set, faded eyes.