restaurant. A headache spoilt his enjoyment of the meal. After a
brief ramble about the streets, he went home and got into a bed
which was rather too short for him, but otherwise promised
sufficient comfort.

The first thing that came into his mind when he awoke next morning
was that he no longer possessed a watch; the loss cast a gloom upon
him. But he had slept well, and a flood of sunshine that streamed
over his scantily carpeted floor, together with gladly remembered
sounds from the street, soon put him into an excellent humour. He
sprang tip, partly dressed himself, and unhasped the window. The
smell of Paris had become associated in his mind with thoughts of
liberty; a grotesque dance about the bed-room expressed his joy.

As he anticipated, Patty alone received him when he called upon the
girls. She reported that Eve felt unable to rise.

"What do you think about her?" he asked. "Nothing serious, is it?"

"She can't get rid of her headache."

"Let her rest as long as she likes. Are you comfortable here?"

Patty was in ecstasies with everything, and chattered on
breathlessly. She wished to go out; Eve had no need of her--indeed
had told her that above all she wished to be left alone.

"Get ready, then," said Hilliard, "and we'll have an hour or two."

They walked to the Madeleine and rode thence on the top of a