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As Dorise walked up Bond Street, smartly dressed, next afternoon, on her way to her dressirl in black, dark-eyed, ell-cut, refined features, and apparently a lady

Froer had followed Dorise unseen, until at the corner of Maddox Street she overtook her, and s, uttered her naret--you have the advantage of er "Do you recollect the bal blanc at Nice and a certain white cavalier? I have a ive you in secret"

"Why in secret?" Dorise asked rather defiantly

"Well--for certain reasons which I think you can guess," answered the girl in black, as she strolled at Dorise's side

"Why did not you call on me at home?"

"Because of your mother She would probably have been a little inquisitive Let us go into soested "I have co Mr Henfrey"

"Where is he?" asked Dorise, in an instant anxious

"Quite safe He arrived in Malines yesterday--and is with friends"

"Has he had my letters?"

"Unfortunately, no But do not let us talk here Let's go in yonder," and she indicated the Laurel Tea Roo early, they found, to their satisfaction, practically deserted

At a table in the far corner they resumed their conversation

"Why has he not received o since I first wrote"

"By soot to know of your friend's intended visit to Brussels to obtain his letters Therefore, it was too dangerous for hio to the Poste Restante, or even to send anyone there The Brussels police atching constantly How they have gained their knowledge is a complete mystery"

"Who sent you to me?"

"A friend of Mr Henfrey My instructions are to see you, and to convey any e you may wish to send to Mr Henfrey to hiood of you," Dorise replied "Does he know you are here?"

"Yes But I have not er In fact, I travel far and wide for those who eret, but they irl, with a smile

Dorise was puzzled as to how the French police could have gained any knowledge of Hugh's intentions Then suddenly, she becaotten fact flashed across her , after her return from the ball at Nice, she had written and addressed a letter to Hugh On reflection, she had realized that it was not sufficiently reassuring, so she had torn it up and thrown it into the waste-paper basket instead of burning it