"I was introduced to you an hour or two ago at the club." "Ah, to be sure!" cried Langholm, recovering.

"Odd thing, though, for we must have left about the same time, and I never saw you till this moment." Severino took the vacant place by Langholm's side.

"Mr.Langholm," said he, a tremor in his soft voice, "I have a confession to make to you.

I followed you from the club!" "_You_ followed _me_ ?" Langholm could not help the double emphasis; to him it seemed a grotesque turning of the tables, a too poetically just ending to that misspent day.

It was all he could do to repress a smile.
"Yes, I followed you," the young Italian repeated, with his taking accent, in his touching voice; "and I beg your pardon for doing so--though I would do the same again--I will tell you why.