She is--God help me--so--so wonderful--so wonderful." "But, Mr.Smith," said Mandy, laying her hand upon his arm, and seeking to sooth his passion, "surely this dancing is--" Loud cheers and clapping of hands from the house interrupted her.

The man put his hands over his eyes as if to shut out a horrid vision, shuddered violently, and with a weird sound broke from her touch and fled into the bluff behind the house just as the party came streaming from the house preparatory to departing.

It seemed to Mandy as if she had caught a glimpse of the inner chambers of a soul and had seen things too sacred to be uttered.
Among the last to leave were young Dent and the Inspector.
"We have found out the culprit," cried Dent, as he was saying good-night.
"The culprit ?" said Mandy.

"What do you mean ?" "The fellow who has engineered this whole business." "Who is it ?" said Cameron.
"Why, listen," said Dent.

"Who got the logs from Bracken?
Smith.