She began to open her eyes, and her fingers moved nervously.

Nino found his hat, and, casting one glance around the room that had just witnessed such strange doings, passed through the door and went out.

The baroness was left with her servants.

Poor woman! She did very wrong, perhaps, but anybody would have loved her--except Nino.

She must have been terribly shaken, one would have thought, and she ought to have gone to lie down, and should have sent for the doctor to bleed her.