"
The twilight had ended in darkness by this time. Mollie put her hand to
her belt to find her watch, but it was not there.
"I have left it on my dressing-table," she thought, moving away. "I will
have a cup of tea in my room this evening, and let guardy and Madame
Blanche dine together. I wish it were time to start. I abominably hate
waiting."
Mollie found her watch on the table, and was rather surprised to see it
past eight.
"I had no idea it was so late," she said to herself. "I shall leave here
at half past nine. There is nothing like keeping tryst in season."
She rang for Lucy, ordered a little supper in her room, and then
dismissed the maid.
"I shan't want you again to-night, Lucy," she said. "You can go out, if
you like, and see your mother."
Lucy tripped away, right well pleased, and Mollie dawdled the time over
her supper and a book.
Half past nine came very soon.
"Time to get ready," thought Mollie, starting up. "Dear, dear! it's
highly romantic and highly sensational, this nocturnal appointment with
a masked man, and that man one's mysterious husband.
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