return.

The musty smell had disappeared, and as the room was getting cold,
Paul got up and closed the window. At the moment he had done so,
there was a low knock at the door. He replied by a summons to enter,
but there was no answer. The knock was repeated, and again Paul
shouted, "Come in"; but, as before, there was no response. He now
went to the door and opened it, and found a servant standing outside
with his luggage.

"Why did you not come in?" Paul inquired.

But the man did not answer; he simply entered and placed the bags
upon the floor. Henley now asked him another question, but the fellow
did not even look at him, and left the room without saying a word.
Suddenly Paul remembered that he had seen him before. It was the dumb
man who had met them on their arrival. It was the only servant he had
seen. Could it be possible that these people kept no other?

When Henley had completed his toilet, he blew out the candle and then
groped his way down to the hall, where he found Miss Guir and Ah Ben
awaiting him. The girl came forward to greet her guest, and to reveal
her presence, the fire having died away and the hanging lamp
affording but a dull, copperish glow, barely sufficient to indicate
the furniture and outlines of the room.

Dorothy was radiant, but peculiarly so. She was unlike the girls to
whom he was accustomed in the city. Moreover, her manner was more
quiet, more earnest and dignified than theirs. She looked more
charming than ever in a white gown, while her burnished hair was held