But they kept moving, nevertheless, and before long entered a driveway.

There was another stop now, and a long wait.
Louise lay dismally back upon the cushions, sobbing hysterically into her dripping handkerchief.

The door of her prison at last opened and a light shone in upon her.
"Here we are, miss," said the man in uniform, still in quiet, respectful tones.

"Shall I assist you to alight ?" She started up eagerly, her courage returning with a bound.

Stepping unassisted to the ground she looked around her in bewilderment.
The car stood before the entrance to a modest country house.