"I shall not stay here one minute longer than is absolutely essential.
Within a week I shall have conclusive proof of his guilt or innocence."
"How will you go about it?"
"His writing table--"
"Ah!"
"Yes, perhaps I can discover some note, some indication, some proof--"
"It's a dangerous game."
"I have everything to gain."
"I wish I could stay here with you," she said. "Have you no friend, no
one whom you could trust in this delicate matter?"
"Why, yes--Jack."
A shadow passed over her face.
"Do you know," she said, "I have a feeling that you care more for him
than for me?"
"Nonsense," he said, "he is my friend, you, you--immeasurably more."
"Are you still as intimate with him as when I first met you?"
"Not quite; of late a troubling something, like a thin veil, seems to
have passed between us. But he will come when I call him. He will not
fail me in my hour of need."
"When can he be here?"
"In two or three days."
"Meanwhile be very careful. Above all, lock your door at night.
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