And Jason--" "Yes, sir ?" "If she telephones again, try and find out where the call comes from." "I haven't forgotten what you said once, Master Jim, sir," said the old man eagerly.

"And I've been trying that sir, all day.

They've all come from different pay stations, sir." A mirthless little smile tinged Jimmie Dale's lips.

Of course! He might have known! It was always that way, always the same.

He was as near to the solution of her identity at that moment as he had been years ago, when she, in some mysterious way, alone of all the world, had identified him as the Gray Seal! "Very good, Jason," he said quietly.