Besides, this other man; they would have questioned him, and he would have exposed himself." "That's true enough; that's what I told Heyton----" began Derrick; in his eagerness, unwittingly letting slip Heyton's name, as he had the other evening let slip his own.

He broke off and looked down, biting his lip.

If he had still kept his eyes on the face of the woman beside him, he could not have failed to see the sudden change which came to that face, the expression of amazement, of fear, of intense excitement.

She did not speak, she did not utter a word, but her lips writhed and her thin, long white hands closed and opened spasmodically.
"I'm sorry," muttered Derrick, regretfully, and frowning at his boots.
"The name slipped out before I knew it." He laughed ruefully.

"It seems as if I were unable to conceal anything from you." "There is no cause for fear," she said in a tremulous voice.