bless him!"

The young fellow bade them a hearty good-bye, and they, knowing what his
feelings must be, spared him the prolonging of the strain. They waited
in the carriage, and he waved to them as the train rolled out of the
station.

"He seems to be sad at going," said Mrs. Oakley.

"Poor fellow, the affair of last night has broken him up considerably,
but I 'll make Berry pay for every pang of anxiety that my brother has
suffered."

"Don't be revengeful, Maurice; you know what brother Frank asked of
you."

"He is gone and will never know what happens, so I may be as revengeful
as I wish."

The detective was waiting on the lawn when Maurice Oakley returned. They
went immediately to the library, Oakley walking with the firm, hard
tread of a man who is both exasperated and determined, and the officer
gliding along with the cat-like step which is one of the attributes of
his profession.

"Well?" was the impatient man's question as soon as the door closed upon
them.

"I have some more information that may or may not be of importance."