She sat down suddenly.

The color called into her cheeks by the exercise of her bath was rapidly fading away.
"David," she murmured, "is this true ?" "It is indeed," Bellamy assured her.

"Not only that, but there is no mention of his pocket-book in the account of his murder.

It must have been engineered by Streuss and the others, and they have got away with the pocket-book and the money." "What can we do ?" she asked.
"There is nothing to be done," Bellamy declared calmly.

"We are defeated.