Then the detective began to turn over his notes, so as to prepare for
the coming interview with Denham. Giles gave himself up to his own
thoughts, and rejoiced that he would soon see Anne again. Her character
would be cleared, and then she would become his wife. Ware was much
relieved that Olga had overcome her foolish fancy for him, but he could
not be sure if her cure was permanent. When she excused herself, she was
weak and exhausted, and he dreaded lest when she recovered she should
begin to persecute him again. But after all, as he reflected, it really
did not much matter. The future of Anne was taken out of her hands, and
the Princess Karacsay would not permit Olga to play fast and loose with
Anne's happiness.

Giles remembered how Olga had told him that Anne was at school at
Hampstead, but had not said a word about the convent at Milan. No doubt
Anne, when she first came to England, had gone for a few finishing
lessons to the Hampstead school, for there she had met Mrs. Cairns.
Still, Olga all the time had known much more of Anne's history than she
had chosen to tell. And if the Princess Karacsay had not been so candid,
Ware doubted very much if Olga would have confessed her relationship
with Anne. Yet on second thought he fancied he might be doing the
Hungarian sister wrong. In spite of her proposed treachery, she was
really fond of Anne, and perhaps would not have delivered her up to the
police. In fact, after she brought her mother over to unmask Denham,
and had thus made her aware of Anne's existence, she could not do that
without provoking her mother's undying enmity. On the whole, Olga was
something of a problem, and although Giles wished to think of her as
kindly as he could, he determined to see as little of her as was
possible after the marriage. He did not trust her. There was too much of
the untamed tigress about the girl.

When the train arrived at Barnham, a trap ordered by Giles was waiting
to take them to Rickwell. On the platform Steel was met by a local
policeman who seemed to be much excited. "I have acted according to your
instructions, sir," he said, touching his helmet.

"Well," said Steel sharply while Giles lingered to listen--for
everything the detective said was interesting to him; he still doubted
his intentions regarding Anne--"did Mr. Morley bring down Miss Denham?"

"No, sir," was the unexpected answer. "Mr. Morley has not come back
since he went up to town two nights ago. He w