"Wait here, sir."

She left the room and they silently followed her.

Pushing open the door of the back parlor the girl said:

"Miss Savoy--the Bradys--"

"At your service!" added Harry.

And they strode into the room where Clara La Croix sat.




CHAPTER XIII.

A HUMAN SHIELD.


It was a beautifully furnished bedroom and the girl smuggler sat by the
window reading a novel when the detectives rushed in at her.

She was a cool, level-headed girl, and seemed to possess a remarkable set
of nerves for she did not look at all startled by their entrance.

Meeting the detectives' look with a cool stare, she asked, quietly:

"Well, gentlemen, what can I do for you?"