But he replied evasively; doubtless a demand for her had arisen.

She had to content herself with this explanation.

Moreover, Labordette announced with a preoccupied expression that Vandeuvres was coming if he could get away.
The race was ending unnoticed; people were all waiting for the Grand Prix to be run--when a storm burst over the Hippodrome.

For some minutes past the sun had disappeared, and a wan twilight had darkened over the multitude.

Then the wind rose, and there ensued a sudden deluge.