9/37 Then Mr.Hale told me that the man was a detective, so I understood his unwarrantable curiosity. I shall have nothing to do with him in future." "In that case," said Mallow, anxious to arrive at the truth, "I wonder you employ him to write letters for you." The woman raised herself on one rounded elbow and looked surprised at this speech. "Really, I don't think I am so foolish," said she dryly. "Jennings wrote me a letter, asking me to come here this evening at nine. He said you wished to see me." Maraquito's eyes flashed. |