I forgot all about my appointment with Col.

J---- of the Queen's light and that I had left Pembroke playing billiards in a strange club, where I myself had been but a guest.

The crisp October air blew in my face as I rapidly walked up the mall, and it cooled the fever in my veins.

But my mind ran on rather wildly.

Gretchen free?
Phyllis a Princess?
Gretchen's little word, "perhaps," came back and sang into my ears.