We had more conversation, and then I returned to the public room. Some of the guests had retired, but their places had been taken by others, and there was a goodly company gathered around the fire. I found the big arm-chair unoccupied, and, seating myself on its comfortable cushion, soon forgot the wonder I had felt that the woman in the next room had known me for a soldier. I had accomplished one thing--the identification of the prospective horse-thief--and I satisfied myself with that. As for Leroy, I knew I should have to trust to some stroke of good fortune.