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192 and Rose Armiger stood before him. She had since their last meeting changed her dress and, arrayed for a journey, wore a bonnet and a long, dark mantle. For some time after she appeared no word came from either; but at last she said: "Can you endure for a minute the sight of me?"

"I was hesitating—I thought of going to you," Paul replied. "I knew you were there."

At this she came into the room. "I knew you were here. You passed the window."

"I've passed and repassed—this hour."

"I've known that too, but this time I heard you stop. I've no light there," she went on, "but the window, on this side, is open. I could tell that you had come in."

Paul hesitated. "You ran a danger of not finding me alone."

"I took my chance—of course I knew. I've been in dread, but in spite of it I've seen nobody. I've been up to my room and come down. The coast was clear."

"You've not then seen Mr. Vidal?"

"Oh yes—him. But he's nobody." Then as if