Forgive me." "My loss ?" she asked in wonder.
"Lord Huntingford," he said gently.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, starting sharply.

"Lord--Lord Huntingford! Oh, Hugh, I had forgotten--I had not thought--," but she did not complete the bewildered speech.

He could have believed that she did not breathe during the next few moments as she stood there, straight and rigid, clasping his arm convulsively.

Then she turned away and walked quickly to the bed on the sand, lying down without a word.

He could distinguish nothing of her person save certain outlines in the darkness, and although he listened intently, he heard no sob, no sigh.
Soon his eyes grew heavy and he felt the overpowering force of sleep upon him.