That the eavesdropper had seen them in the hall and had possibly overheard a part of their conversation he was quite certain from the fact that the window had been left open in a hurried flight.
For some time the impulse was strong in him to acquaint both Josephine and her father with what had happened, and with Jean Croisset's apparent treachery.

He did not need to ask himself if it was the half-breed who had stolen into his room.

He was as certain of that as he was of the identity of the face he had seen at the window some time before.

And yet something held him from communicating these events of the night to the master of Adare House and the girl.

He was becoming more and more convinced that there existed an unaccountable and mysterious undercurrent of tragic possibilities at Adare House of which Josephine was almost ignorant, and her father entirely so.