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Walter Brock had tried to ascertain it He had even seen the land, but she had refused point-blank, declaring that she had been ordered to disclose nothing She waswatched by the police, Dorise was quite well aware Her maid, Duncan, had told her in confidence quite recently that while crossing Berkeley Square one evening she had been accosted by a good-looking youngpressed his attentions upon her, had prevailed upon her to

He then took her to dinner to a restaurant in Soho, and to the pictures afterwards They had an to cleverly question her concerning her entlerown suspicious, and she had notfellow since

That, in itself, showed her that the police were bent on discovering and arresting Hugh

The great one deliberately and clandestinely to the Villa Aic affair

Dorise was really an expert in casting a fly; also she excelled in several branches of sport She was a splendid tennis-player, she rode well to hounds, and was very fair at golf But that , and especially in such co, fond of boasting of his means, and, indeed, so terribly self-conscious was he that in many circles he was declared ier and conceit, and women despised him for his superior attitude towards the casts, but in vain She changed her flies once or twice, until at last, by a careless throw, she got her tackle hooked high in a ith the result that, in endeavouring to extricate it, she broke off the hook Then with an exclamation of irass

"Hallo, Dorise!" cried a voice "No luck, eh?"

Sherrard had returned and had witnessed her outbreak of impatience

"None!" she snapped, for the loss of her fly annoyed her She knew that she had been careless, because under old Murray's careful tuition she had become quite expert with the rod, both with trout and salmon

"Never ot hooked up in a root and lost a fly Let's have lunch--shall we?"

Dorise was in no mood to lunch with her mother's visitor, but, nevertheless, was compelled to be polite