That she did not succumb was due, perhaps, to Ridgway's care for
her. When Harley's massive gray head had dropped forward to the table, his
enemy's first thought had been of her. As soon as he knew that death was
sure, he hurried to the hotel.
He sent his card up, and followed it so immediately that he found her
scarcely risen from the divan on which she had been lying in the
receiving-room of her apartments. The sleep was not yet shaken from her
lids, nor was the wrinkled flush smoothed from the soft cheek that had been
next the cushion. Even in his trouble for her he found time to be glad that
Virginia was not at the moment with her. It gave him the sense of another
bond between them that this tragic hour. should belong to him and her
alone--this hour of destiny when their lives swung round a corner beyond
which lay wonderful vistas of kindly sunbeat and dewy starlight stretching
to the horizon's edge of the long adventure.
She checked the rush of glad joy in her heart the sight of him always
brought, and came forward slowly. One glance at his face showed that he had
brought grave news.
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