Waiting alone in the room where Irving had witnessed the apparition, with the quizzical far-off clamour of the playing fields wafting in from outside, Lady Egbert thought once more of Doctor Julius, the ‘hooded visitor’ in her recurring dream. He was now, according to Brother Jay, dancing away the hot Rio nights with the sultry Marion.
   It was then that came a confused chorus of greetings from the courtyard, and she felt her heart suddenly beat with a new, wild rhythm. He was here! “I couldn’t stay away, honey bun!” he boomed as the blood rose in his face and ears.
   At long last it dawned on her that her days of loneliness were over, and as he dabbed at her tears with the handkerchief she herself had made for him, she wondered if this would be a good time to remind him about the books he had borrowed.