It was she who had checkmated him, and she was glad.
Now and again her eyes sought the clock, while she silently calculated the time to elapse before Arthur Weldon arrived.

There would be a pretty scene then, Cerise would have much enjoyment in witnessing the encounter.
"Now, then, take me to Louise," commanded Mershone, suddenly.
She shrank back in dismay.
"Oh, not yet, m'sieur!" "Why not ?" "The young lady is asleep.

She will not waken for an hour--perhaps two." "I can't wait.

We'll waken her now, and give her an idea of the change of program." "But no, m'sieur! It is outrageous.

The poor thing has but now sobbed herself to sleep, after many bitter hours.