She could not, however, forbear to give one quick glance towards Sir Robert’s table. He was not looking at her, instead he was paying the bill which a waiter was presenting to him. Lady Violet appeared to be irritated, drumming her fingers on the table, her mouth drooping sulkily, and Mistral quickly looking away again wondered how she could be anything but happy when she was with Sir Robert.
Emilie and Mistral reached the entrance hall of the Restaurant, where attendants ran in search of their cloaks and the linkman outside was instructed to call a carriage.
They waited for a few moments and then were informed that the carriage was outside. Emilie swept out on to the steps. A carriage was drawing up and an attendant hurried ahead to open the door. Several other people came crowding out
