Once domiciled here, she is helpless in my hands, for I can either gain her inner secrets, or boldly checkmate her.

And the veiled Rose of Delhi ?" Alan Hawke dreamed not of the sorrows of the restless heart beating in that virginal bosom.

He paced the veranda of the Club gravely preoccupied till the midnight hour.

Long before that, Justine Delande had sought her rooms in a feeble flutter of excitement over the harmless assignation of the morrow.

There was a stern old man pacing his splendid hall alone, with an unhappy heart, that night, for Hugh Johnstone saw again in the sweet uplifted eyes of his beautiful child the old unanswered question! He stood long gazing out upon the unpitying stars, while above him, lonely and lovely, Nadine recked not the queenly splendor of her magnificent apartment.