ke much notice of Bella's hysterical outburst, but looked at one
another gravely as she departed.

"Well, Mr. Denzil," said the former, repeating her earlier question,
"what is to be done now? Shall we see Mrs. Vrain?"

"Not yet," replied Lucian quickly. "We must secure proofs of Mrs.
Vrain's being in that yard before we can get any confession out of her.
If you will leave it in my hands, Miss Vrain, I shall call on Mrs.
Bensusan."

"Who is Mrs. Bensusan?"

"She is the tenant of the house in Jersey Street. It is possible that
she or her servant may know something about the illegal use made of the
right of way."

"Yes, I think that is the next step to take. But what am I to do in the
meantime?"

"Nothing. If I were you I would not even see Mrs. Vrain."

"I will not seek her voluntarily," replied Diana, "but as I have been to
Berwin Manor she is certain to hear that I am in England, and may
perhaps find out my address, and call. But if she does, you may be sure
that I will be most judicious in my remarks."

"I leave all that to your discretion," said Denzil, rising. "Good-bye,
Miss Vrain. As soon as I am in possession of any new evidence I shall
call again."

"Good-bye, Mr. Denzil, and thank you for all your kindness."

Diana made this remark with so kindly a look, so becoming a blush, and
so warm a pressure of the hand, that Lucian felt quite overcome, and not
trusting himself to speak, walked swiftly out of the room.

In spite of the gravity of the task in which he was concerned, at that
moment he thought more of Diana's looks and speech than of the detective
business which he had taken up for love's sake. But on reaching his
rooms in Geneva Square he made a mighty effort to waken from these day
dreams, and with a stern determination addressed himself resolutely to
the work in hand.

In this case the bitter came before the sweet. But by accomplishing the
desire of Diana, and solving the mystery of her father's death, Lucian
hoped to win not only her smiles but the more substantial reward of her
heart and hand.

Before calling on Mrs. Bensusan the barrister debated within himself as
to whether it would not be judicious to call in again the assistance of
Link, and by telling him of the new evidence which had been found place
him thereby in possession of new material to prosecute the case. But
Link lately had taken so pessimistic a view of the matter that Lucian
fancied he would scoff at his late discoveri