At the edge of the better lighted circle she paused for a moment, standing straight and drawing a full, deep breath.

If that were coquetry it was perfect.

I swear that now I caught the full outline of a red, red heart upon her corsage! "Mademoiselle," I said, as I left her, "you are Ellen, and you have a heart! At half past ten I shall come again.

Some day I shall take away your mask and your heart." "Oh, thank thee!" she mocked again.
At half past ten I had kept my word, and I stood once more at the Row of Mystery.

The chairs were vacant, for the blue coats had wrought havoc there! A little apart sat a blonde beauty of petite figure, who talked in a deep contralto voice, astonishing for one so slight, with a young lieutenant who leaned close to her.