Doubtless he was saying
that it was not enough. She turned round again sharply to Fritz.
"Fritz," she said, "be a good dog. Go upstairs to my room and fetch me
some eau de Cologne, will you?"
"But--"
"It's on my dressing-table--the gold bottle on the right. You know. I
feel so bad. I'll stay here. The air will bring me round perhaps."
She caught hold of the curtain, like a person on the point of swooning.
"All right," he said, and he went out of the room.
She watched till he was gone, then darted to the window and leaned out.
She was too late. The cab was driving off and Leo was gone. He must have
entered the house.
CHAPTER XIII
BEFORE she had time to leave the window she heard a step in the room. She
turned and saw Leo Ulford, smiling broadly--like a great boy--and holding
up the latch-key she had sent him. At the sight of her face his smile
died away.
"Go--go!" she whispered, putting out her hand. "Go at once!"
"Go! But you told me--"
"Go! My husband's come back. He's in the house. Go quickly. Don't make a
sound. I'll explain to-morrow."
She made a rapid, repeated gesture of her hands towards the door,
frowning. Leo Ulford stood for an instant looking heavy and sulky, then,
pushing out his rosy lips in a sort of indignant pout, he swung round on
his heels. As he did so, Lord Holme came into the room holding the bottle
of eau de Cologne. When he saw Leo he stopped.
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