the silent world when at last he went back to the hotel and to his
bed.

There he slept and dreamt--never a dream! For youth and health are
glorious things. And he was tired out.

The great sun was high in the heavens when next he awoke. And the room
was full of the scent of tuberoses, scattered on the pillow beside
him. Presently, when his blue eyes began to take in the meaning of
things, he remembered and bounded up. For was not this the
commencement of his first real day?




CHAPTER IV


The problem which faced Paul, when he had finished a very late
breakfast, was how he should see her soon--the lady in black.

He could not go and call like an ordinary visitor, because he did not
know her name! That was wonderful--did not even know her name, or
anything about her, only that his whole being was thrilling with
anxiety to see her again.

The simplest thing to do seemed to descend into the hall and look at
the Visitors' List, which he promptly did.

There were only a few people in the hotel; it was not hard, therefore,