He--"

"Stop! stop!" cried Juliet, the blood rising to her face,
"this is only supposition. You can prove nothing."

"Then why do you wish me to hold my tongue?"

"There is nothing for you to hold your tongue about," she
answered evasively. "You know nothing."

Cuthbert caught her hands and looked into her troubled eyes.
"Do you, Juliet--do you? Put an end to this mystery and
speak out."

She broke from him and fled. "No," she cried, "for your sake
I keep silent. For your own sake stop the action of the
detective."



CHAPTER IX

ANOTHER MYSTERY


When Jennings arrived that evening according to appointment,
he found Mallow in a state of desperation. Juliet's conduct
perplexed the young man to such an extent that he felt as
though on the point of losing his reason. He was quite
delighted when he saw Jennings and thus had someone with a