on his bunch." He took from his pocket the keys he had found so
useful the night before, and selected one that resembled the key to
his own compartment, and inserted it in the lock. To his surprise
he discovered the compartment was already unlocked. Without comment
he pulled open the inside drawer and started to lay the white
envelope on top of the papers already there, when he hesitated.

"The envelope is unaddressed, Helen," he remarked, extending it
toward her. She waved it back.

"It is sealed with red wax," she stated. "That is all that is
necessary for identification."

Kent turned over the envelope - the flap was held down securely with
a large red seal which bore the one letter "B." He dropped the
envelope inside the drawer, locked the compartment, and closed the
door of the safe.

"Let us talk," he suggested and led the way back to their chairs.
"Helen," he began, after she was seated. "There is nothing I will
not do for your sister Barbara," his manner grew earnest. "I -" he
flushed; baring his feelings to another, no matter how sympathetic
that other was, was foreign to his reserved nature. "I love her
beyond words to express. I tell you this to - to - gain your trust."

"You already have it, Harry!" Impulsively Helen extended her hand,
and he held it in a firm clasp for a second. "Babs and I have come
at once to you in our trouble."

"Yes, but you have only hinted what that trouble, was," he reminded