She stood there while the usual restoratives were being administered, fanning the unconscious woman with a white ostrich fan which hung from her waist.

Presently Violet opened her eyes.
She recognised Lady Weybourne and smiled weakly.
"I am so sorry," she murmured.

"It was silly of me to stay in here so long.

I went without my dinner, too, which was rather idiotic." A man who had announced himself a doctor, bent over her pulse and turned away.
"The lady will be quite all right now," he said.

"You can give her brandy and soda if she feels like it.