It was but just now discovered, at time for turning on the lights, otherwise lamps and plenty of candles would have been provided, though no doubt the light will fonctionne properly in a few minutes.

If Monsieur permits, I will instantly bring him a lamp." "No, thank you," I said hurriedly, for I did not wish to be interrupted in the midst of my important interview with Maxine.

"If the light comes on, it will he all right: if not, I will put back the curtains; and it is not yet quite dark.

Show the lady in." Into the pink twilight of the curtained room came Maxine de Renzie, whose tall and noble figure I recognised in its plain, close-fitting black dress, though her wide brimmed hat was draped with a thickly embroidered veil that completely hid her face, while long, graceful lace folds fell over and obscured the bright auburn of her hair.
"One moment," I said.

"Let me push the curtains back.