THE LADY OF THE HIDDEN FACE Next morning at ten, the door boy at his lodgings informed Jack that a lady was waiting to see him in the parlor.

The lady was deeply veiled.
She did not speak, but arose as he entered the room and handed him a note.

She was tall and erect with a fine carriage.

Her silence was impressive, her costume admirable.
The note in a script unfamiliar to the young man was as follows: "You will find Margaret waiting in a coach at eleven to-day at the corner of Harley Street and Twickenham Road." The veiled lady walked to the door and turned and stood looking at him.
Her attitude said clearly: "Well, what is your answer ?" "I will be there at eleven," said the young man.

The veiled lady nodded, as if to indicate that her mission was ended, and withdrew.
Jack was thrilled by the information but wondered why it was so wrapped in mystery.