CHAPTER XXXVI 

Norgate set down the telephone receiver and turned to Anna, who was seated in an easy-chair by his side. 

"Selingman is down-stairs," he announced. "I rather expected I should see something of him as I didn't go to the club this afternoon. You won't mind if he comes up?" 

"The man is a nuisance," Anna declared, with a little grimace. "I was perfectly happy, Francis, sitting here before the open window and looking out at the lights in that cool, violet gulf of darkness. I believe that in another minute I should have said something to you absolutely ravishing. Then your telephone rings and back one comes to earth again!" 

Norgate smiled as he held her hand in his. 

"We will get rid of him quickly, dearest," he promised. 

There was a knock at the door, and Selingman entered, his face wreathed in smiles. He was wearing a long dinner coat and a flowing black tie. He held out both his hands. 

"So this is the great news that has kept you away from us!" he exclaimed. "My congratulations, Norgate. You can never say again that the luck has left you. Baroness, may I take advantage of my slight acquaintance to express my sincere wishes for your happiness?" 

They wheeled up a chair for him, and Norgate produced some cigars. The night was close. They were on the seventh story, overlooking the river, and a pleasant breeze stole every now and then into the room. 

"You are well placed here," Selingman declared. "Myself, I too like to be high up." 
What was his attire when he came into the room?
ong dinner coat and a flowing black tie