He saw her white face sharply uplifted in the darkness, and caught the startled gleam of her dark eyes.

Then she recognized him.
"You!" she breathed.

"Oh, Charles, how did you find me ?" "It was chance, Sisily--but no, it was something deeper and stranger than chance." He spoke in a tone of passionate conviction.

"I have been walking London day and night, seeking for you.

I felt sure I should find you sooner or later.