Enoch hung up the receiver and sat looking at the floor, his face as white as marble. For five minutes he did not stir, then he heaved a great sigh and the tense muscles of his face relaxed. He tossed back the hair from his forehead, sprang to his feet and began to pace the floor. After a short time of this, he rang for Jonas. "Jonas, do you know where Miss Diana is stopping?" Jonas did not seem to hear the question. He stood staring at Enoch with eyes that seemed to start from their sockets. "My Lordy, boss, what's happened? You look like I never hoped to see you look!" Then he paused for he could not express what he saw in the Secretary's shining eyes. "Jonas, old man, I've had the greatest news of my life, but I can't tell even you, first." "Miss Diana!" ejaculated Jonas. "Boss, she's at the Larson; one of these boarding houses that calls themselves a name. Didn't I tell you Injun charms was strong? Tell me! Huh!" "All right, Jonas! I won't be home to dinner. Better sit up for me though, for I'll want to talk to you." "Did I ever not sit up for you?" demanded Jonas as he gave Enoch his coat. Enoch paced the floor of the Larson while a slatternly maid went in search of Diana. When, a little pale and breathless, Diana appeared in the doorway, Enoch did not stir for a moment from under the chandelier. Nor did he speak. Diana gazed at him as if she never had seen him before. His eyes were blazing. His lips quivered. He was very pale. Suddenly, tossing his hat and cane to a chair, he crossed the room. He tried to smile. "Diana, have you seen your friend, the psychologist yet?" "No, Enoch, but I have an appointment with him for next week." Enoch seized her hands and held them both against his heart. "You need never see him, Diana, I have been made whole. I--" his voice broke hoarsely--"I have something to tell you. Diana, you are going to dine with me." "Yes, Enoch!" "Diana! Oh, how lovely you are! Diana, it's a wonderful night, with a full moon. I want you to walk with me to the Eastern Club. I have something to tell you. And while I'm telling you, no four walls must hem us in." Diana, her great eyes shining in response to Enoch's, turned without a word and went back upstairs. She returned at once, clad for the walk. Enoch opened the street door and paused to look down into her face with a trembling smile. Then they descended the steps into the moonlight together.