"Oh, that's it?" He spoke from a dry throat. "She told you
herself?"

"Yes, not long after she came back. She said, of course, she could
have no more to do with him. She used to meet him pretty often----"

"Stay, how did she get to know him first?"

"Just by chance--somewhere."

"I understand," said Hilliard grimly. "Go on."

"And his wife got someone to spy on him, and they found out he was
meeting Eve, and she jumped out on them when they were walking
somewhere together, and told Eve everything. He wasn't living with
his wife, and hasn't been for a long time."

"What's his position?"

"He's in business, and seems to have lots of money; but I don't
exactly know what it is he does."

"You are afraid, then, that Eve is being drawn back to him?"

"I feel sure she is--and it's dreadful."

"What I should like to know," said Hilliard, harshly, "is whether
she really cares for him, or only for his money."

"Oh! How horrid you are! I never thought you could say such a