I'd rather not to-night." "By the way," Lane continued, "your wife was asking if you were here, a few minutes ago." Hunterleys rose quickly to his feet.
"Where is she ?" "She was at her usual place at the top roulette table, but she gave it up just as I passed, said she was going to walk about," the young man replied.

"I don't think she has left yet." Hunterleys excused himself hastily.

In the little space between the restaurant and the roulette rooms he came suddenly upon Violet.

She was leaning back in an obscure corner, with her hands clasped helplessly in her lap before her.

She was sitting quite still and his heart sank when he saw her.