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 The young woman looked up at Wedgwood, and let out a cry of dismay.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "It's—it's the man who came to our door!"

"Just to ask if Mr. Levigne was at home," said Wedgwood, reassuringly. "No harm in that, miss. I didn't know I was going to meet Mr. Nottidge then—came across him by accident, after leaving you."

Nottidge looked from one to the other, evidently mystified, and Wedgwood hastened to explain matters.

"I made a call at a house in Cleveland Square just before meeting you," he said. "This young lady opened the door. So—she recognizes me!"

"Knew you at once," agreed the young woman. She had recovered her composure by that time, and was eyeing her two companions with knowing glances. Suddenly she pointed at Wedgwood and turned to Nottidge.

"Is he—somebody you employ about that affair you've been advertising about?" she asked.

"Quite right!" replied Nottidge. "He's concerned, anyway."

She nodded as if satisfied.

"Well, of course," she said, "of course, all I want is to know that I'm safe about getting