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"Oh, !" cried her ive us the hint He has probably seen how unconventional you are, Dorise"

And then, as they strolled on into the farther room, the conversation dropped

"So they've heard about Mademoiselle, it seems!" remarked Brock to his friend as they walked back to the Pal seen Lady Ranscorowled the other "I e could get hold of that Monsieur Courtin He ht tell us a bit about her"

"I doubt if he would These French officials are always close as oysters"

"At any rate, I will try and h said "There's no harain at the Metropole before the ladies were about, but to his chagrin, he learnt froe that Monsieur Courtin, of the Ministry of Justice, had left at ten-fifteen o'clock on the previous night by the rapide for Paris He had been recalled urgently, and a special coupe-lit had been reserved for hih Henfrey wandered about the well-kept paleraniums, carnations and roses Brock had accepted the invitation of a bald-headed London stock-broker he knew to motor over to lunch and tennis at the Beau Site, at Cannes, while Dorise and her one with some people to lunch at the Reserve at Beaulieu, one of the best and yet least pretentious restaurants in all Europe, only equalled perhaps by Capsa's, in Bucharest

"Ah! If she would only tell!" Hugh muttered fiercely to himself as he walked alone and self-absorbed His footsteps led hi road which runs to La Turbie, above the beautiful bay Ever and anon powerful cars cli the hill smothered him in white dust, yet he heeded theht

"Ah!" he kept on repeating to himself "If she would only tell the truth--if she would only tell!"

Hugh Henfrey had not travelled to Monte Carlo without much careful reflection and many hours of wakefulness He intended to clear up the mystery of his father's death--and e incomprehensible hich was intended to wed him to Louise

At four o'clock that afternoon he entered the Rooain another surreptitious look at Made on as imperturbably as ever, with that half-suppressed sinister smile always upon her full red lips