I know--I know--well, I know something--see me to-morrow night, and you'll hear." "Hear what ?" "The truth," said this strange girl, and shut the door before Lucian could say another word.
The barrister, quite dumbfounded, remained on the step looking at the closed door.

So important were Rhoda's words that he was on the point of ringing again, to interview her once more and force her to speak.

But when he reflected that Mrs.Bensusan was in bed, and that Rhoda alone could reopen the door--which from her late action it was pretty evident she would not do--he decided to retire for the present.

It was little use to call in the police, or create trouble by forcing his way into the house, as that might induce Rhoda to run away before giving her evidence.

So Lucian departed, with the intention of keeping the next night's appointment, and hearing what Rhoda had to say.
"The truth," he repeated, as he walked along the street.