She gave a little shiver as she looked round the room. After a short
silence Deulin rose suddenly and held out his hand.

"Good-bye," he said. "You are too discerning. Good-bye."

"You are going--?"

"Away," he answered, with a wave of the hand descriptive of space. "I
must go and pack my trunks."

Lady Orlay had not moved when Mr. Mangles came up to say good-night.
Miss Julia P. Mangles bowed in a manner which she considered impressive
and the world thought ponderous. Netty Cahere murmured a few timid words
of thanks.

"We shall hope to see you again," said Lady Orlay to Mr. Mangles.

"'Fraid not," he answered; "we're going to travel on the Continent."

"When do you start?" asked her ladyship.

"To-morrow morning."

"Another one," muttered Lady Orlay, watching Mr. Mangles depart. And her
brief reverie was broken into by Reginald Cartoner.

"You have come to say good-bye," she said to him.

"Yes."