I did not stop to wonder, or ask why she was there, or to whom she was speaking.

I just fled and made my way as well as I could across the golf-links to a little hotel on Cuthbert Road, where I had been once before.

There I emptied my bottle, and was so overcome by it that I did not return home till noon the next day.

It was on the way to the Hill that I was told of the awful occurrence which had taken place in the club-house after I had left it.

That sobered me.