The delighted rascal mused: "I will surely have letters from her to-morrow, possibly even a telegram of her arrival.

When the silly Swiss woman is the partner of an innocent secret, she is mine to control! Then the chase for a few lacs of rupees begins!" Major Hawke was somewhat startled at the little avalanche of welcoming cards and notes.

"Bravo! this will throw old Hugh off the track a bit also.

The simple duty of piquing local curiosity shall open all hearts, hearths, and homes to me!" And then, Alan Hawke joyously realized how easily the light-headed world can be fooled to the top of its bent by the hollow trick of a bit of mystery play.
"This falls out rightly," he mused.

"I will take up all the threads of my old society life and Madame Berthe Louison may deign to confide a bit in me the first half of the story forced from her, then I will guess out all the missing links of the chain.