"Oh, John, I am afraid of that man!" He looked at her in astonishment.
"Afraid ?" he asked.

"Good heavens, Grace, what a thing to say! Why I believe he'd do anything for you." "That is exactly what I am afraid of," she said in a low voice.
She had a reason which she did not reveal.

She had first met Remington Kara in Salonika two years before.

She had been doing a tour through the Balkans with her father--it was the last tour the famous archeologist made--and had met the man who was fated to have such an influence upon her life at a dinner given by the American Consul.
Many were the stories which were told about this Greek with his Jove-like face, his handsome carriage and his limitless wealth.

It was said that his mother was an American lady who had been captured by Albanian brigands and was sold to one of the Albanian chiefs who fell in love with her, and for her sake became a Protestant.