oo?"

"Must be."

"Come home. I'll have a look round in the morning. If he's drowned
it's too good for him; he ought to have been hanged. Drowning they say
is an easy death."

Jane went to bed and slept the sleep of exhaustion and excitement. She
was only a girl and had already gone through startling experiences.
Tom, leaving her, went to the moat early. He saw where the car had
fallen in; it must have turned upside down and probably Carl was pinned
underneath. He felt no compunction; he thought Jane acted rightly.
The man was a spy and a villain; she and the country were well rid of
him.

When Alan returned he told him what had happened. The matter was
reported to the police and to the proper authorities. The moat was
searched; it was difficult to drag the car out but it was soon done.
Carl Meason's body was found pinned beneath, as Tom anticipated.

The usual inquest was held and strange facts were brought to light. On
Meason's body were documents proving he was in the pay of the Germans,
and had given much valuable information which was used for raiding
purposes.

Jane's conduct was extolled. She would undoubtedly have paid the
penalty of betraying his secrets with her life; there was no pity for
Carl Meason. He met his death as a traitor; had he been caught he
would have undoubtedly been shot.

Jane was searched out and interviewed; Tom made a handsome bargain with
the representatives of a Sunday weekly; when she read the account of
her life with Carl Meason she was amazed. Had all these things really
happened? Was it possible? She pointed out certain extraordinary
statements to Tom, saying she did not recollect such things and was
quite sure she had told the newspaper man nothing of the sort because
they had never happened.

Tom smiled.

"He said he'd write it up, and he has. He's made a good job of it and
we've been well paid for it. I think he was entitled to lay it on
thick, considering the price paid," he said.

"Did this all really happen to you, Jane?" asked Eve.

"Some of it," replied Jane, smiling.

"And the rest?"

"It is a bit far-fetched; he must have a vivid imagination," said Jane.

Eve laughed.

"You have caused quite a sensation," she said.

Alan went back to general headquarters in France. Eve was as happy as
she knew how to be without him, but there was the constant anxiety of
what might happen to him.

Alan was not a good correspondent, and he had not much