Then I turned and walked down the corridor with him.
"I trust," he said, "that monsieur will have a pleasant journey and pleasant companions." I glanced into the _coupe_ which we were just passing.

It seemed curious that even as the wish left his lips I should find myself looking into the dark eyes of the girl whose face had been so often in my thoughts during the last few days! Opposite her was the gray-bearded man Delora, already apparently immersed in a novel.

Every seat in the compartment was laden with their small belongings,--dressing-bags, pillows, a large jewel-case, books, papers, flowers, and a box of chocolates.

I turned to Louis.
"Again," I remarked, "we meet friends.

What a small place the world is!" We stepped down on to the platform.