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Hugh glanced at the tall, well-dressed hly Charles Benton, in spite of his hair tuning grey, was a handsoood circle of society Nobody knew his source of incoentlehthood a lady

Like many others, old Mr Henfrey had been sadly deceived by Charles Benton, and had taken him into his faeniality, his handsome, open face, and his plausible manner, proved the open sesame to many doors of the wealthy, and the latter were robbed in various ways, yet never dreaator of it all He never coave the information--and others did the dirty work

"You recollect Mrs Bond," said Benton "But I believe Maxwell, her first husband, was alive then, wasn't he?"

"I have a faint recollection ofa Mrs Maxwell in Paris--at lunch at the Pre Catalan--was it not?"

"Yes, of course About six years ago That's quite right!" laughed Benton "Well, Maxwell died and she ain--a Colonel Bond He was killed in Mesopota's Back, beyond Guildford, on the road to Farnhadon Road at the suggestion of the ht he to leave the place without first consulting hie of the whereabouts of the man of mystery whom he firmly believed was none other than the elusive Sparrow Besides, was not Benton, his father's closest friend, warning hiht decided hiood of Mrs Bond whohtly to invite , my dear boy She's a very old friend of ood turn when Maxas alive, and she's never forgotten it She's one of the best women in the world, I assure you," Benton declared "I'll run along to a garage I know in Knightsbridge and get a car to take us down to Shapley It's right out in the country, and as long as you keep clear of the town of Guildford--where the police are unusually wary under one of the shrewdest chief constables in England--then you needn't have h, and I'll call for you at the end of the road in half an hour"

"Yes But I'll want a dress suit and lots of other things if I' man demurred