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Archer rose to go, and as his handfor him to make some allusion to her unanswered letter

"When can I see you?" he asked, as she walked with him to the door of the room

"Whenever you like; but it ain I ah him at the -room Few as they had been, they were thick with ?"

She nodded "To out"

The next day was a Sunday, and if she were "going out" on a Sunday evening it could, of course, be only to Mrs Lehtthere (for he rather liked her going where she pleased in spite of the van der Luydens), but because it was the kind of house at which she was sure to meet Beaufort, where she must have known beforehand that she wouldfor that purpose

"Very well; to," he repeated, inwardly resolved that he would not go early, and that by reaching her door late he would either prevent her fro to Mrs Struthers's, or else arrive after she had started--which, all things considered, would no doubt be the simplest solution

It was only half-past eight, after all, when he rang the bell under the wisteria; not as late as he had intended by half an hour--but a singular restlessness had driven him to her door He reflected, however, that Mrs Struthers's Sunday evenings were not like a ball, and that her guests, as if to mini he had not counted on, in entering Madame Olenska's hall, was to find hats and overcoats there Why had she bidden hi people to dine? On a closer inspection of the gar his own, his resentave way to curiosity The overcoats were in fact the very strangest he had ever seen under a polite roof; and it took but a glance to assure hied to Julius Beaufort One was a shaggy yellow ulster of "reach-me-down" cut, the other a very old and rusty cloak with a cape--soarious size, had evidently seen long and hard wear, and its greenish-black folds gave out a ainst bar-roorey scarf and an odd felt hat of semiclerical shape