THE AFTERNOON OF TUESDAY Mme.

Dauvray and Celia found Adele Rossignol, to give Adele Tace the name which she assumed, waiting for them impatiently in the garden of an hotel at Annecy, on the Promenade du Paquier.

She was a tall, lithe woman, and she was dressed, by the purse and wish of Helene Vauquier, in a robe and a long coat of sapphire velvet, which toned down the coarseness of her good looks and lent something of elegance to her figure.
"So it is mademoiselle," Adele began, with a smile of raillery, "who is so remarkably clever." "Clever ?" answered Celia, looking straight at Adele, as though through her she saw mysteries beyond.

She took up her part at once.

Since for the last time it had got to be played, there must be no fault in the playing.