ritten the address down on this card
so that you can make no mistake."

She laughed gayly.

"You know, all the time," she said, "I feel that you are treating
me as though I were a baby. I'll be there punctually, and I don't
think I need tie the card around my neck."

The cab glided off. Laverick caught a glimpse of a wan little face
with a faint smile quivering at the corner of her lips as she
leaned out for a moment to say good-bye. Then he went back to his
rooms, breakfasted, and made his way to his office.

The morning papers had nothing new to report concerning the murder
in Crooked Friars' Alley. Evidently what information the police
had obtained they were keeping for the inquest. Laverick, from the
moment when he entered the office, had little or no time to think
of the tragedy under whose shadow he had come. The long-predicted
boom had arrived at last. Without lunch, he and all his clerks
worked until after six o'clock. Even then Laverick found it hard
to leave. During the day, a dozen people or so had been in to ask
for Morrison. To all of them he had given the same reply,--Morrison
had gone abroad on private business for the firm. Very few were
deceived by Laverick's dry statement. He was quite aware that he
was looked upon either as one of the luckiest men on earth, or as
a financier of consummate skill. The failure of Laverick & Morrison
had been looked upon as a certainty. How they had tided over that
twenty-four hours had been known to no one--to no one but Laverick
himself and the manager of his bank.

Just before four o'clock, the telephone rang at his elbow.

"Mr. Fenwick from the bank, sir, is wishing to speak to you for a
moment," his head-clerk announced.

Laverick took up the telephone.

"Yes," he said, "I am Laverick. Good afternoon, Mr. Fenwick!
Absolutely impossible to spare any time to-day. What is it? The
account is all right, isn't it?"

"Quite right, Mr. Laverick," was the answer. "At the same time,
if you could spare me a moment I should be glad to see you
concerning the deposit you made yesterday."

"I will come in to-morrow," Laverick promised. "This afternoon it
is quite out of the question. I have a crowd of people waiting to
see me, and several important engagements for which I am late
already."

The banker seemed scarcely satisfied.

"I may rely upon seeing you to-morrow?" he pressed.

"To-morrow," Laverick repeated, ringing off.

For a time this l