Her arms tightened about his shoulders.

For a moment he felt the thrill of her warm lips.

Then she drew back, whispering again: "Good-night, Philip!" The door closed softly, and he returned to his room.

Again the song of life, of love, of hope that pictured but one glorious end filled his soul to overflowing.

A little later and he knew that Adare's wife had gone with Josephine to her room.