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 To him she made her intention known. "And you," she said, "must go straight home to bed. You are fagged out. Now mind you don't worry about this. A word from the Chief will clear up everything. Forget it all. Promise me you will. And for my part I promise that it shall be put right. Good-night."

"But how will you get home?"

"My tube to South Kensington runs till one o'clock. And I'm quite used to being out late. Good-night."

"Darling!" he whispered, hoarsely. "You darling!"

She stood a moment by the curb to watch him drive away.