CHECK In my rooms a surprise awaited me.

Felicia was there, walking nervously up and down my little sitting-room She stopped short as I entered and came swiftly towards me.

In the joy of seeing her so unexpectedly I would have taken her into my arms, but she shrank back.
"Felicia!" I exclaimed.

"How did you come here ?" "Madame Muller went down for lunch," Felicia answered.

"I said that I had a headache, and stole up here on the chance of seeing you." "They are making a prisoner of you!" I exclaimed.
"It is your fault," she answered.
I looked at her in surprise.