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4 do it yourself!' Here are we, every one of us incriminated up to the hilt and absolutely in his power, and not one of us has anything on him."

He paused, almost as though he were expecting her to disagree with him, but she remained silent, smiling to herself as before.

"Not one of us," he mused. "Still, you know, he is superstitious, the old man. Years ago, I believe, he went to one of these fortune-telling people. She prophesied a lifetime of success, but declared that his downfall would be brought about through a woman."

He had interested her now. She looked up eagerly.

"That is strange, very strange! Through a woman, you say?"

He smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Doubtless, now that he has—retired, he will marry. Some young society beauty, who will disperse his millions faster than he acquired them."

Nadina shook her head.

"No, no, that is not the way of it. Listen, my friend, to-morrow I go to London."

"But your contract here?"

"I shall be away only one night. And I go incognito, like Royalty. No one will ever know that I have left France. And why do you think that I go?"

"Hardly for pleasure at this time of year. January, a detestable foggy month! It must be for profit, eh?"

"Exactly." She rose and stood in front of him, every graceful line of her arrogant with pride. "You said just now that none of us had anything on the chief. You were wrong. I have. I, a woman, have had the wit and, yes, the courage—for it needs courage—to double-cross him. You remember the De Beer diamonds?"

"Yes, I remember. At Kimberley, just before the war broke out? I had nothing to do with it, and I never