There were lights in three or four of the windows, sparkling among close-growing trees; and I had not finished my second cigarette, when a carriage drove round the corner and stopped. I moved into the background. A groom jumped down, unfas- tened the gate, and having opened the brougham door, respect- fully aided a middle-aged lady to descend. The moonlight showed me a clear, proud profile, and fired the diamonds in a tiara which crowned a head of waved grey hair. There were billows of violet satin and lace to keep off the ground; and as the groom helped the wearer to adjust them under her chinchilla coat, a girl.
