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Rh who tell me all they can—like you," he said, "so I have to adopt other means to learn the information withheld. I read it in their faces."

"Then—?" I began furiously.

"You need not trouble to tell me any more," he said quietly. "It is not necessary."

I cannot describe my sensations. They were too painful to he recognizable in pen and ink. My face burned and my lips were parched. I was almost sorry I had come. But the worst was over, and I must bring this loathsome interview to an end.

"Do you think that—that," I hated to use the horrible expression that I had heard from my mother's lips—"there is a woman in—in the case?"

"It is possible," he said indefinitely.

"Possible!" I echoed in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"Mrs. Ravener," said Mr. Rickaby, "I will not express an opinion; I have no right to do so. I will possess myself of all the information I can. I will find out where your husband goes."

"You will?" I exclaimed joyfully. "Then,