Norgate found Anna waiting for him in the hall of the smaller hotel, a little further westward, to which she had moved.

He looked admiringly at her cool white muslin gown and the perfection of her somewhat airy toilette.
"You are five minutes late," she remonstrated.
"I had to go into the city," he apologised.

"It was rather an important engagement.

Soon I must tell you all about it." She looked at him a little curiously.
"I will be patient," promised Anna, "and ask no questions." "You are still depressed ?" "Horribly," she confessed.

"I do not know why, but London is getting on my nerves.