He said good-by to Mr. Colebridge, who shook him by the hand, and in a moment he was gone.
"Could anything," Judy asked herself, "be more unsatisfactory?"
She stayed half an hour longer, hoping for a few words alone with Madame Claire, but as Mr. Colebridge made no move she presently got up to go.
"Good-by, Claire, dear. Let me know the moment you get a wire from Stephen."
Mr. Colebridge also rose.
"My car's outside," he said. "I trust you'll allow me to drop you at your home, Miss Pendleton."
She was about to refuse on the grounds that she wanted a walk, but thought better of it. It would be a good opportunity for a few words with him. She kissed Madame Claire, and Mr. Colebridge, after announcing his intention of coming again soon, followed her out.
The same car, a different chauffeur, and very different surroundings. Mr. Colebridge, however, was as unchanged as his car.
"That's a lovely old lady," he remarked as they left the hotel.
"Isn't she wonderful?"
"I hope," he said, "that we can sorter meet
