It was the end of the interview. In silence Anne turned to go. He wheeled round and opened the door for her, but he did not look at her again, nor she at him. When the door closed between them she felt as if a great silence had fallen in her life. CHAPTER XI SOMETHING GREAT On the day succeeding Nap's return Dot went to tea at Baronmead. She was a very constant visitor there. Lucas always enjoyed her bright presence and welcomed her with warmth. But Dot was not feeling very bright that day. She looked preoccupied, almost worried. She found that Mrs. Errol and Anne had gone out, and, as her custom was when she found the house deserted, she went straight to her brother-in-law's room. Tawny Hudson answered her knock at the outer door, and she was struck by the lowering look the great half-breed wore. His expression was positively villainous, and sharp as a pin-prick there darted through her the memory of her first visit to Baronmead, and the hatred of Nap Errol she had that day seen revealed in the man's eyes. She had never given the matter a thought since. To-day it awoke to life, stirring within her a vague apprehension. "How is your master, Tawny?" she asked. "He is not so well, madam," said Tawny Hudson, but he opened the door wide notwithstanding, inviting her to enter. She went in. The room adjoined that in which Lucas lay, and Hudson was always there when not actually in attendance upon his master, except in his off hours, which were as few as Lucas would permit. "May I see him?" said Dot. "Or would he rather not be disturbed?" Hudson stepped to the closed door and listened, his great red head bent almost to the keyhole. After a few moments he stood up and softly turned the handle. He made a brief sign to her and passed noiselessly into the room. Dot remained where she was. She heard Lucas accost him at once, and caught the murmur of the man's low-spoken reply. And then in a moment Hudson came back to her. "Will you go in, madam?" he said, in his careful English that always made her think of an animal that had been taught to speak. She went in, treading lightly, relieved to leave the man's heavy scowling visage behind her. "Come right in," said Lucas hospitably. "It's real good of you to come and see me like this." She took his outstretched hand, looking at him anxiously. She saw that he had not slept for many hours. Though he smiled at her, there was a grey look about his lips that made her wonder if he were in pain. "Sit down," he said gently. "It's nothing. Only another bad night. I can't expect to sleep soundly always." "How disappointing!" Dot murmured. "Not surprising though. I had an exciting day yesterday. You heard of Nap's return?" "Yes." There was a very decided cloud upon Dot's face. "I saw him." "Well?" said Lucas. She turned to him impulsively. "Isn't it horrid when the thing you've been planning for and wanting ever so long happens and everyone else is cross?"