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"Matthew," she begged, "don't be angry with me."

"I am not angry—with you," he answered. "Please get the ticket."

She obeyed, and they descended the stairs in silence. During their progress to the corner of the street which she indicated, she shivered more than once. They entered the shop. Matthew put down a Treasury note and the coat was produced. Rosina wrapped herself up in it and her eyes shone with gratitude as she looked up at her companion.

"After all," she confessed, "I think that I was a little cold."

The evening was full of surprises for Rosina. For the first time since their arrival in London, she rode in a taxicab, sitting close to her companion, her arm through his, and thoroughly enjoying their progress through the lighted streets. It was not until they had reached the Strand and had turned into the Savoy courtyard, however, that she had the faintest idea as to their destination. She drew back at once.

"Matthew," she exclaimed, horrified, "I couldn't possibly go in there! Look at my clothes!"