The circle round her grew; and Meadows, standing on the edge of it, watched her with astonished eyes.
* * * * * The northern evening sank into a long and glowing twilight.

The hills stood in purple against a tawny west, and the smoke from the little town in the valley rose clear and blue into air already autumnal.

The guests of Franick had scattered in twos and threes over the gardens and the moor, while Doris, her host and hostess, and the solicitor, sat and waited for Alice Wigram.

She came with the evening train, tired, dusty, and triumphant; and the information she brought with her was more than enough to go upon.

The past of Elena Flink--poor lady!--shone luridly out; and even the countenance of the solicitor cleared.