I declare I am more upset by this discovery of my indiscretion than I was by Mr.Trohm's declaration of affection in Lost Man's Lane! Give me time, Mr.Gryce; in a few minutes I will be more coherent." "I am giving you time," he returned with one of his lowest bows.

"The half-dozen questions I long to ask have not yet left my lips, and I sit here, as you must yourself acknowledge, a monument of patience." "So you thought this deed perpetrated by an outsider," she suddenly broke in.

"Most of the journals--I read them very carefully this morning--ascribed the crime to the man you have mentioned.

And there seems to be good reason for doing so.

The case is not a simple one, Mr.
Gryce; it has complications--I recognized that at once, and that is why--but I won't waste another moment in apologies.