Goodbye." Then he planted a frosty kiss upon Godfrey's brow and departed, leaving that youth full of reflections, but to tell the truth, somewhat relieved.
Shortly afterwards Godfrey descended to the coffee-room and ate his dinner.

Here it was that the universal temptress against whom he had been warned so urgently, put in a first appearance in the person of a pleasant and elderly lady who was seated alongside of him.

Noting this good-looking and lonely lad, she began to talk to him, and being a woman of the world, soon knew all about him, his name, who he was, whither he was going, etc.

When she found out that it was to Lucerne, or rather its immediate neighbourhood, she grew quite interested, since, as it happened, she--her name was Miss Ogilvy--had a house there where she was accustomed to spend most of the year.

Indeed, she was returning by the same train that Godfrey was to take on the following morning.
"We shall be travelling companions," she said when she had explained all this.
"I am afraid not," he answered, glancing at the many evidences of wealth upon her person.