CHAPTER XX.
WEST AND EAST Durrance found his body-servant waiting up for him when he had come across the fields to his own house of "Guessens." "You can turn the lights out and go to bed," said Durrance, and he walked through the hall into his study.

The name hardly described the room, for it had always been more of a gun-room than a study.
He sat for some while in his chair and then began to walk gently about the room in the dark.

There were many cups and goblets scattered about the room, which Durrance had won in his past days.

He knew them each one by their shape and position, and he drew a kind of comfort from the feel of them.

He took them up one by one and touched them and fondled them, wondering whether, now that he was blind, they were kept as clean and bright as they used to be.