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"Yes I'll get away into the wilds of Kensington--to Abingdon Road One is safer in a London suburb than in a desert, no doubt West London is a good hiding-place"

"Recollect the name Mason, wasn't it? And she lives at 'Heathcote'"

"That was it But do not communicate with me, otherwise my place of concealment will h?" iain be parted?"

"Yes It see to our mysterious friend, whom I believe most firmly to be the notorious thief known by the Italian sobriquet of Il Passero--The Sparrow"

"Do you think he is a thief?" asked the girl

"Yes I am convinced that your friend is none other than the picturesque and roreat theft in Europe, and whom the police always fail to catch, so elusive and clever is he"

She gave hi at Nice

"Exactly That is one of his enerosity are his two traits He and his accoly accused It must be he--or one of his assistants Otherwise he would not know of the secret hiding-place for those after whom a hue-and-cry has been raised"

He recollected at that uest in Genoa--the dainty e of his father's death, and yet refused to divulge a single word

Ever since that ht at the Villa Amette, he had existed in a mist of suspicion and uncertainty Yet, after all, he cared little for anything so long as Dorise still believed in his innocence, and she still loved hireat object was to clear up the ic end, and thus defeat the clever plot of those whose intention it, apparently, was to marry him to Louise Lambert

On every hand there was mystification The one woman--notorious as she ho knew the truth had been rendered mentally incompetent by an assassin's bullet, while he, hih Henfrey would have long ago confessed to Dorise the whole facts concerning his father's death, but his delicacy prevented hi the girl he loved that he had been found in a curious state in a West End street late at night He was loyal to his poor father's memory, and, until he knew the actual truth, he did not intend that Dorise should be in a position to e