'If you are grateful, sir, will you promise to say nothing of--of what took place at the inn ?' "Instantly I remembered a suspicion which had crossed my mind while there, and my hand went involuntarily to my vest pocket.

The roll of bills was gone.
"She did not falter.

'I would be relieved if you would,' continued she.
"I drew out my empty hand, looked at it, but said nothing.
"'Have you lost anything ?' asked she.

'Search in your overcoat pockets.' "I plunged my hand into the one nearest her and drew it out with satisfaction; the roll of bills was there.

'I give you my promise,' said I.
"'You will find a bill missing,' she murmured; 'for what amount I do not know; the sacrifice of something was inevitable.' "'I can only wonder over the ingenuity you displayed, as well as express my appreciation for your bravery,' returned I with enthusiasm.