She looked out of a window, and, seeing Miss De Stancy on the terrace, left him.
Somerset stood thinking of what he had said.

He had no occasion whatever to go into the chapel of the castle that day.

He had been tempted by her words to say he would be there, and 'half-an-hour' had come to his lips almost without his knowledge.

This community of interest--if it were not anything more tender--was growing serious.

What had passed between them amounted to an appointment; they were going to meet in the most solitary chamber of the whole solitary pile.