On getting back to her lonely rooms in the hotel she could not for a long while understand why she was there.

" Yes, it's all over, and I am again alone," she said to herself, and without taking off her hat she sat down in a low chair by the hearth.

Fixing her eyes on a bronze clock standing on a table between the windows, she tried to think.

The French maid brought from abroad came in to suggest she should dress.