"Oh, Rob, is that you ?" she continued, as her eye fell upon the youngster standing with cap off waiting her recognition.

"Look at this!" she flashed a letter before Dunn's face.

"What do you think of that ?" Dunn took the letter.

"It's to Sheratt," he said, with a puzzled air.
"Yes," cried Miss Brodie, mimicking his tone, "it's to Sheratt, from Sir Archibald, and it means that Cameron is safe.

The police will never--" "The police," cried Dunn, hastily, getting between young Rob and her and glancing at his brother, who stood looking from one to the other with a startled face.
"How stupid! The police are a truly wonderful body of men," she went on with enthusiasm.