Every moment he seemed to become more certain that he had indeed, many times before, held the Infant of Prague between his knees.
But there was a weird, uncanny feeling in the room.

Helen seemed to walk in, to seat herself in the empty chair; and, leaning forward, to look at him steadily, with her clear earnest eyes.

She seemed to repeat impressively: "Aubrey is not a good man, Ronnie.

He is not a man you should trust." "Well ?" asked Aubrey, at last.

"Do you recognise the truth ?" Then, with an effort, Ronnie answered as he believed Helen would have answered; and her face beside him seemed to smile approval.
"It sounds a plausible theory," he said slowly; "it may possibly be a truth.