"You can have nothing to say to me, Miss Silver, the whole world may not overhear.

If you intend to be impertinent, I shall order you out of the room." "One moment, my lady; you go too fast.

The whole world may not overhear the message Mr.Parmalee sends you by me." "Ah!" my lady recoiled as though an adder had stung her--"always that man! Speak out, then"-- turning swiftly upon her husband's protegee--"what is the message this man sends me by you ?" "That if you do not meet him within two days, he will sell your secret to the highest bidder." Sybilla delivered, word for word, the words of the American--cruelly, slowly, significantly--looking her still straight in the eyes.

Those clear gray eyes flashed with a fierce, defiant light.
"You know all ?" she cried.
Sybilla Silver bowed her head.
"I know all," she answered.
Dead silence fell.

White as a dead woman, Lady Kingsland stood, her eyes ablaze with fierce, consuming fire.