he chose a dark night for the climbing."

"Well, even if he did, how could he get into No. 13?" argued Miss Greeb.
"You know I've read the report of the case, Mr. Denzil, and it couldn't
be found out (as the kitchen door was locked, and no stranger entered
the square) how the murdering assassin got in."

"I may discover even that," replied Lucian, not choosing to tell Miss
Greeb that he had already discovered the entrance. "With time and
inquiry and observation we can do much. Thank you, Miss Greeb," he
continued, slipping the drawing of the plan into his breast coat pocket.
"I am much obliged for your information. Of course you'll repeat our
conversation to no one?"

"I swear to breathe no word," said Miss Greeb dramatically, and left the
room greatly pleased with this secret understanding, which had quite the
air of an innocent intrigue such as was detailed in journals designed
for the use of the family circle.

For the next day or two Lucian mused over the information he had
obtained, and made a fresh drawing of the plan for his own satisfaction;
but he took no steps on this new evidence, as he was anxious to submit
his discoveries to Miss Vrain before doing so. At the present time Diana
was at Bath, taking possession of her ancestral acres, and consulting
the family lawyer on various matters connected with the property.

Once she wrote to Lucian, advising him that she had heard several pieces
of news likely to be useful in clearing up the mystery; but these she
refused to communicate save at a personal interview. Denzil was thus
kept in suspense, and unable to rest until he knew precisely the value
of Miss Vrain's newly acquired information; therefore it was with a
feeling of relief that he received a note from her asking him to call at
three o'clock on Sunday at the Royal John Hotel.

Since her going and coming a week had elapsed.

Now that his divinity had returned, and he was about to see her again,
the sun shone once more in the heavens for Lucian, and he arrayed
himself for his visit with the utmost care. His heart beat violently and
his colour rose as he was ushered into the little sitting-room, and he
thought less of the case at the moment than of the joy in seeing Miss
Vrain once more, in hearing her speak, and watching her lovely face.

On her part, Diana, recollecting their last meeting, or more
particularly their parting, blushed in her turn, and gave her hand to
the barrister with a new-born tim