good-night.'

And then Dr. Ross shook Michael's hand with fervour and took himself
off.

Michael spent a dreary hour by himself in the study. It was a relief to
him when he heard the carriage-wheels, but as he opened the door he was
quite dazzled at the scene before him. It was a brilliant moonlight
night, and the terrace and wide lawn were bathed in the pure white
light. A crisp frost had touched the grass and silvered each blade, and
the effect against the dark background of trees and shrubs was intensely
beautiful.

And the moonlight shone full on Audrey's upturned face, as she stood
talking to her lover, and the silken folds of her dress and her soft
furred cloak and hood looked almost of unearthly whiteness. In Michael's
bewildered eyes she seemed invested at the present moment with some new
and regal beauty; but her light musical laugh dispelled the illusion.

'Why, Michael, what has become of father?'

'He was tired, and went off to bed more than an hour ago. I hope you do
not object to his deputy. I suppose you are not coming in, Blake, as it
is so late?'

'Of course he is not,' returned Audrey in a tone that allowed of no
appeal. 'He has early work to-morrow, and must get as much rest as he
can. Good-night, Cyril; we have had a delightful evening, have we not?'
And to this Cyril responded gaily--for it was not possible there could
be any lingering adieus before Michael; and as Cyril ran down the
terrace Audrey waited until Michael had fastened the door, and then
accompanied him to the study.

'How nice and warm it is!' she observed in a pleased tone. 'You always
keep up such a splendid fire.'

'I am a chilly mortal, you know, and these March nights have a touch of
December in them.'

'Yes; it is quite frosty.'

And Audrey threw back her hood and cloak and sat down in Dr. Ross's
favourite chair. 'Had she any idea how like a picture she looked,'
Michael wondered, 'with all those soft white draperies about her, and
the sparkling cross upon her neck?' Then he turned away his head with a
mute sensation of pain. How happy, how very happy, she looked!

'We have had such a nice evening, she began in her most animated manner;
'everything was so well arranged. There was a dinner-party first, which
was followed by what they called a Cinderella dance; but actually they
do not mean to break up for another hour and a half. Mrs. Charrington
was quite annoyed because we came home so early.'

'And you enjoyed yo