'No,' she resumed, placidly picking up the lost thread of the conversation, 'I don't know why Miss Lockwood is coming here, I only know that we are to meet in Venice.' 'By previous appointment ?' 'By Destiny,' she answered, with her head on her breast, and her eyes on the ground.

Francis burst out laughing.

'Or, if you like it better,' she instantly resumed, 'by what fools call Chance.' Francis answered easily, out of the depths of his strong common sense.

'Chance seems to be taking a queer way of bringing the meeting about,' he said.
'We have all arranged to meet at the Palace Hotel.

How is it that your name is not on the Visitors' List?
Destiny ought to have brought you to the Palace Hotel too.' She abruptly pulled down her veil.