Laverick & Morrison, Stockbrokers.
"That interests you, Mr.Laverick ?" she asked softly.
He handed it back to her.
"It interests me very much," he answered.

"Who was this unseen person who wrote from the clouds ?" "I may not tell you all my secrets, Mr.Laverick," she declared.
"What have you done with that twenty thousand pounds ?" Laverick helped himself to champagne.

He listened for a moment to the music, and looked into the wonderful eyes which shone from that beautiful face a few feet away.

Her lips were slightly parted, her forehead wrinkled.

There was nothing of the accuser in her countenance; a gentle irony was its most poignant expression.
"Is this a fairy tale, Mademoiselle Idiale ?" She shrugged her shoulders.
"It might seem so," she answered.