I remember so well how you played it then.

Play it again to-night.

I want to compare." "I have played it since." "Never to me." They were alone in the room; the windows stood open; it was a night of moonlight.

Ethne suddenly crossed to the lamp and put it out.

She resumed her seat, while Durrance remained in the shadow, leaning forward, with his hands upon his knees, listening--but with an intentness of which he had given no sign that evening.