I helped to carry her--that is, I carried her myself to the manager's room, and she begged me to call you, so I came to your door.' 'It was kind of you.

Perhaps it made a difference to her, poor girl.
Good-night.' 'Good-night.

When do you sail ?' 'On Saturday.

I sing "Juliet" on Friday night and sail the next morning.' 'On the _Leofric_ ?' 'Yes.' 'So do I.We shall cross together.' 'How delightful! I'm so glad! Good-night again.' Alphonsine was standing at the open door of the dressing-room in the bright light, and Margaret nodded and went in.

The maid looked after the elderly man till he finally disappeared, and then she went in too and locked the door after her.
Griggs walked home in the bitter March weather.