If caught here in June nothing can save her.

Tonight, as it happens, you're our only guest, but my daughter is going to a musicale at Lady de Winton's after dinner, so you and I will be free to soar into the empyrean through a blaze of tobacco smoke." Standing there, in that delightful drawing room, made welcome by a man like Forbes, and admitted to a degree of charming intimacy by a girl like Forbes's daughter, Theydon tried to believe that his meeting with those ill-omened detectives at Waterloo Station was, in some sort, a figment of the imagination.
But he was instantly and effectually brought back to a dour sense of reality by Evelyn Forbes's next words.

She, by chance, looked at Theydon just as she had looked at him the previous night.
"Were you at Daly's Theater last night ?" she inquired suddenly.
"Yes," he said.

Then, finding there was no help for it, he went on:---- "You and I have hit on the same discovery, Miss Forbes.

We three stood together at the exit.