Corthell held out his hand again.

“It is good night, then, not goodbye.”

“It is good night,” said Laura.

With the words he was gone, and Laura, entering the house, shut the door behind her with a long breath of satisfaction.

Page and Landry were still in the library. Laura joined them, and for a few moments the three stood before the fireplace talking about the play. Page at length, at the first opportunity, excused herself and went to bed. She made a great show of leaving Landry and Laura alone, and managed to convey the impression that she understood they were anxious to be rid of her.

“Only remember,” she remarked to Laura severely, “to lock up and turn out the hall gas. Annie has gone to bed long ago.”