to-morrow. She, however, will stop here with me for the present. It
may be well if they separate for a while."

They talked and smoked, while Mr. Redmayne became reminiscent and
amused himself with memories of the past. He forgot his present
disquiet amid these recollections and chatted amiably of his
earliest days in Australia and his subsequent, successful career as
a bookseller and dealer.

Jenny presently joined them and all entered the dining-room
together, where tea was served.

"He will be going out soon now," whispered Albert's niece to
Brendon; and he knew that she referred to her husband. Mr. Redmayne
still declined to eat or drink.

"I did both to excess yesterday," he said, "and must rest my
ill-used stomach until to-morrow."

He was chiefly concerned with Doria and had prepared for him various
messages to bookmen in Turin. They sat long and the shadows were
lengthening before the old man returned to his apartments. Then
Giuseppe made a final and humorous appeal to Mark to influence Jenny
in favour of the automobiles and presently lit one of his Tuscan
cigars, took his hat and left the house.

"At last!" whispered Jenny, her face lighting in relief. "He will be
gone for a good two hours now and we can talk."

"Not here, then," Mark answered. "Let us go into the garden. Then I