If you'll believe me, when I got to the villa, I found the place patrolled as though they were afraid of dynamiters.

I skulked round to the back, got on the beach, and climbed a little way up towards the rock garden.

I hid there and waited to see if she'd come out on the terrace.

She never came, but I caught a glimpse of her passing from one room to another, and I tell you I'm such a poor sort of an idiot that I felt repaid for waiting there all that time.

I shall go there again to-night.