ible. They must have
been near here. Perhaps that is why my husband is leaving."

Spatts smiled as he said:

"It may be the reason. I'll ask him when he comes in."

Jane went out. The sea breeze blew refreshingly; she felt rather faint
and it revived her. She did not go direct to the garage but walked
along the front; there were few visitors about. She sat down
presently. Two men occupied the other end of the seat.

"The police are almost certain the Zeppelins were guided by a motor
car. Wish they'd find it," said one of the men.

Jane got up; she could not stand any more of this; she blamed herself
for connecting this motor car with Carl. Why did he tell her he had
the car repaired at ---- and the landlord that he did it himself? She
walked back to the hotel very uneasy and found Carl standing at the
door with the landlord; they were laughing--this relieved her. Carl
turned to her and said:

"Have you packed? We leave after lunch."

She said she had, and asked if he had read about the Zeppelin raid.

"We were just talking about it," he replied.

Spatts went inside, leaving them together.

"The man's a fool," said Carl, jerking his head in the direction of the
landlord.

"Is he? What were you laughing at?" asked Jane.

"He said he thought it probable somebody in a motor car guided the
airships," said Carl.

"And you think that is not correct?"

"Of course it isn't; how could they do it? I soon proved to him it was
not possible, and it was then he laughed at the absurdity of the idea."

"You told me you had the car repaired at ----," she said.

"Well?"

"You told him you did the repairs yourself, in a lonely part of the
country."

"Don't be a fool, Jane. I don't wish everybody to know where I have
been."

"You were at ----?"

"Yes."

"Did you see the airship over there?"

"I saw something hovering in the air but of course I never dreamed it
was one of those things."

"And you heard no bombs explode?"

He laughed as he replied:

"Not likely. I should hardly wait for that."

She was not satisfied. When they started on their journey the landlord
said:

"I hope you will not have another breakdown, Mr. Meason."

"No fear of that. I've patched it up well; it will carry us to our
destination."

"Where's that?"

"Beyond York," said Carl.

"Inquisitive beggar," he said to Jane when the car was away.

"We are not going to York?" she asked.

"No, you asked to go to Lo