Could it be that Lita and Nona had been off on one of their crazy trips since the guests had left? She must really protest at such imprudence... She felt angry, nervous, uncertain. It was uncanny, hearing that invisible motor come so near the house and stop... She hesitated a moment, and then crossed to her own room, opened the door of the little anteroom beyond, and stood listening at her husband's bedroom door. It was ajar, all dark within. She hesitated to speak, half fearing to wake him; but at length she said in a low voice: "Dexter--." No answer. She pronounced his name again, a little louder, and then cautiously crossed the threshold and switched on the light. The room was empty, the bed undisturbed. It was evident that Manford had not been up to his room since their guests had left. It was he, then, who had come back in the motor... She extinguished the light and turned back into her own room. On her dressing-table stood the little telephone which communicated with the servants' quarters, with Maisie Bruss's office, and with Nona's room. She stood wavering before the instrument. Why shouldn't she call up Nona, and ask--? Ask what? If the girls had been off on a lark they would be sure to tell her in the morning. And if it was Dexter alone, then-- She turned from the telephone, and slowly began to undress. Presently she heard steps in the hall, then in the anteroom; then her husband moving softly about in his own room, and the unmistakable sounds of his undressing... She drew a long breath, as if trying to free her lungs of some vague oppression... It was Dexter--well, yes, only Dexter ... and he hadn't cared to leave the motor at the garage at that hour... Naturally... How glad she was that she hadn't rung up Nona! Suppose her doing so had startled Lita or the baby... After all, perhaps she'd better do her relaxing exercises. She felt suddenly staring wide awake. But she was glad she'd written that reassuring letter to Jim--she was glad, because it was _true_... XXVI WHEN Nona told her mother that she wanted to go to town the next day to see Mrs. Bruss and Maisie, Mrs. Manford said: "It's only what I expected of you, darling," and added after a moment: "Do you think I ought--?" "No, of course not. It would simply worry Maisie."