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Updated: June 23, 2025
I put in everything I possessed with the exception of Savaroff's discarded garments, for although I was keeping on the rooms I had no very robust faith in my prospects of ever returning to them. Then, ringing the bell, I despatched Gertrude to fetch me a taxi, while I settled up my bill with Mrs. Oldbury.
He got up and looked round the room at the shattered window and the other traces of the fray, his gaze coming finally to rest on the prostrate figure of Savaroff. "That was a fine punch of yours, Lyndon," he added. "I hope you haven't broken his neck." "I don't think so," I said. "Necks like Savaroff's take a lot of breaking."
"I shan't forget it," I said gravely. "I've got a very good memory." There was a shrill whistle from the engine, followed by a warning shout of "Stand back there, please; stand back, sir!" I had a last glimpse of Savaroff's unpleasant face, as he hurriedly withdrew his head, and then with a slight jerk the train began to move slowly out of the station. I didn't open my papers at once.
Then with a little sigh she put her arms round my neck, and slowly and deliberately our lips met. It was at this exceedingly inopportune moment that Savaroff's guttural voice came grating up the stairs from the hall below. "Sonia!" he shouted "Sonia! Where are you? I want you." She quietly disengaged her arms, and drawing back, paused for a moment with her hands on my shoulders.
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