wed and made for the door. As he opened
it, Mr. Fellows slid forward and joined him. Both were leaving. He as
well as Johnson. She caught the look which the manager threw her as he
closed the door behind them. There was threat in that look and her heart
strings tightened as she stood alone there facing her fearful duty. Mr.
Fellows was a thief! The manager of this concern was even then perhaps
walking off with the booty wrenched from her care by the devil's own
inquisition. What should she do? Send for Philip? Yes, that was all her
tortured mind could grasp. She would send for her own Philip and get his
advice before she notified the police or sent the inevitable cablegram.
She was too ill, too shaken to do more. Philip! Philip!

She was fainting--she felt it, and was raising her voice to call in one
of the clerks, when the outer door opened and Mr. Fellows came in. She
had not expected him back. She had fondly believed that he had gone with
his professional comrade; and the sight of him caused her to rise again
to her feet.

"You!" she murmured, facing him in dull wonder at his renewed look of
threat. "I cannot stay in the same room with you. You are----"

CHAPTER XVIII

"_What have you done among you_"

"Never mind me," came clearly and coldly from his lips. "It is of
yourself you must think. Here, officer!" he cried, opening the door
again and ushering in a man in plain clothes, but evidently one of the
force. "This is the young lady. I accuse her of taking advantage of her
power to open Mr. Stoughton's private safe to steal his jewels. Her
confederate has escaped. He had a pistol and I had no means of stopping
him. But she is right here and you will make no mistake in arresting
her. The booty is on her, and smart as she is, she cannot deny that
proof."

With a cry, Grace's hand went up to her throat.

Then she settled into her usual self once more.

The officer, eyeing her, asked what she had to say for herself.

"A great deal," was her low answer. "But I shall not say it here. If Mr.
Fellows will go with me to wherever you take people suspected of what
you suspect me, I can soon make plain my position. But first I should
like to send for my friend, Mr. Philip Andrews. He is with the Stickney
Company, and he is acquainted with my affairs and the understanding
between Mr. Stoughton and myself by which I have access to that
gentleman's safe and do much of his private business for him."

"That's all