Chapter SevenFelicita came slowly back down a long dark tunnel.
She was lying on a cloud and she thought seriously that she must be dead.
She vaguely remembered the noise of several explosions and a sudden violent pain in her head.
And then nothing but darkness.
For a long time she could not think what it could be.
Then she was vaguely aware that she had been in a train.
The Duchesse was taking her away from the Marques, the man she loved with all her heart and soul.
Now the agony of losing him was back in her breast and, without really intending to, she opened her eyes.
She found that she was in a room that she had never seen before.
It was small, austere and plain and poorly decorated she could see at once.
As she stared at the walls, somebody rose from a chair by the window an
