The light through the open door showed him to her, where he lay, with his arm thrown across his eyes.

At last he spoke.

Perhaps it was a relief to him to speak.
To Bloemfontein in the Free State, to which through an agent he had traced them, Gregory had gone.

At the hotel where Lyndall and her stranger had stayed he put up; he was shown the very room in which they had slept.

The coloured boy who had driven them to the next town told him in which house they had boarded, and Gregory went on.