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 deliberate part in the scheme but she had not even known that she, in effigy, had sent down Selby and Kent and, a couple of hours ago, had attacked Pete and me. She had begun to guess it only after speaking to us on the sea.

Now she more than guessed; and more than guessed about the army pilot and the lost mail flyer, too. Undoubtedly other puzzling matters, bewildering bits which previously she had innocently explained but which fitted in no proper pattern in her mind, suddenly fell into place, too. I could see, as she shrank back and looked about the table and at Bane—again and again at Bane and shrank from him—that all this company and especially he assumed a new and frightful aspect to her.

He saw it; all the rest, and her father bowed in his seat, saw it too. Sally Gessler, slouching in the chair between Pete and me, witnessed it; and smiled at her success. Yes; so far, she had succeeded; and it was as far as she desired, just now.

The servants cleared away the chilled consomme and laid before us capon and greens from which, as from the iced bouillon, the