The Slave of Silence

CHAPTER I

The girl turned away from the splendour of it and laid her aching head against the cool windowpane. A hansom flashed along in the street below with just a glimpse of a pretty laughing girl in it with a man by her side. From another part of the _Royal Palace Hotel_ came sounds of mirth and gaiety. All the world seemed to be happy, to-night, perhaps to mock the misery of the...