CHAPTER XVIII.
ELIZA PARSONS On Sunday morning Mr.Burke again appeared at Elmhurst, and told Kenneth he wanted an interview with Eliza Parsons.
"I don't want you to send for her, or anything like that, for it would make her suspicious," he said.

"I'd like to meet her in some way that would seem accidental, and not startle her." "That is rather a hard thing to arrange, Mr.Burke," said the boy, with a smile.
"Why, I think not," declared Louise.

"It seems to me quite easy." "That's the woman of it, sir," laughed Kenneth; "if it's a question of wits her sex has the advantage of us." "What do you propose, miss ?" asked the detective, turning to Louise.
"I'll have Martha send the girl into the garden to gather flowers," she replied; "and you can wander around there and engage her in conversation." "Excellent!" he exclaimed.

"Can this be arranged now ?" "I'll see, sir." She found Martha and asked her to send Eliza Parsons for some roses and chrysanthemums, which were in a retired place shut in by evergreen hedges.
"One of the other maids will know the garden better," suggested the housekeeper.
"But I wish Eliza to go." "Very well, Miss Louise." From an upper window the girl watched until she saw Eliza Parsons leave the house with a basket and go into the retired garden she had chosen.
Then she returned to the library for Mr.Burke and led him toward the same place.
"Eliza is just beyond that gap in the hedge," she said, and turned away.
"Wait a moment, please," he said, detaining her.

"On second thought I would like you to come with me, for your tact may be of great assistance.