But I'm afraid I can't tell you, senora.

You see, other persons are mixed up with the affair.
Let it go at this--I beg your pardon, I mean I hope you will be satisfied if I confine myself to saying that I got into trouble over there in England." "Trouble ?" She knitted her brows.

"You mean--what do you mean ?" "There you are!" said Derrick, with a shrug of despair.

"I was accused of--well, something that I didn't do, but to which I couldn't plead innocence." Donna Elvira regarded him closely.
"You shall tell me no more," she said, "but this: You have no other name than the one you have given me ?" Derrick's thoughts had wandered to the little room at Brown's Buildings, and he answered, absently:-- "No; just Derrick Dene." The stately figure leant forward swiftly, almost as if it had been pulled towards him by an unseen hand.

Then Donna Elvira rose, and, in rising, her hand struck and overturned the light table; the lamp fell, the room was plunged in darkness.