"Monte has a weak heart, and it frightens me."
"So?" murmured Mrs. Sin. "Poor fellow."
"I think a weak heart is most romantic," declared Mollie Gretna.
But Gray's behavior had cast a shadow upon the party which even
Mollie's empty light-hearted chatter was powerless to dispel, and
when, shortly after midnight, Sir Lucien drove Rita home to Prince's
Gate, they were very silent throughout the journey. Just before the
car reached the house:
"Where does Mrs. Sin live?" asked Rita, although it was not of Mrs.
Sin that she had been thinking.
"In Limehouse, I believe," replied Sir Lucien; "at The House. But I
fancy she has rooms somewhere in town also."
He stayed only a few minutes at Prince's Gate, and as the car returned
along Piccadilly, Sir Lucien, glancing upward towards the windows of a
tall block of chambers facing the Green Park, observed a light in one
of them. Acting upon a sudden impulse, he raised the speaking-tube.
"Pull up, Fraser," he directed.
The chauffeur stopped the car and Sir Lucien alighted, glancing at the
clock inside as he did so, and smiling at his own quixotic behavior.
He entered an imposing doorway and rang one of the bells. There was an
interval of two minutes or so, when the door opened and a man looked
out.
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