Mr.Langenau's plate was placed just at one side of the tray, at which I had seated myself.

He looked pale, even to his lips.

I began to think of the terrible walks in which he seemed to hunt himself down, and to wonder what was the motive, though I had often wondered that before.

He took the cup of tea I offered him without speaking.

Neither of us spoke for several minutes, then I said, rather irresolutely, "I am sure you tire yourself by these long walks." "Do you think so?
No: they rest me." No doubt I felt more coquettish, and had more confidence than usual, from the successes of that evening, and from the knowledge that Richard and Kilian and Eugene Whitney, even, were so delighted to talk to me; otherwise I could never have said what I said then, by a sudden impulse, and with a half-laughing voice, "Do not go away again so long; it makes it so dull and tiresome." He looked at me and said, "It does not seem to me you miss me very much." But such a gleam of those dark, dangerous eyes! I looked down, but my breath came quickly and my face must have shown the agitation that I felt.
At this moment Richard, released from his engagement in the library, came through the hall and stopped at the dining-room door.