"But, I leave Jules in charge in Paris, and he will find the way to deliver your letters to your young friend." When Justine Delande was safely escorted to the train by the smiling Madame Berthe Louison, she proceeded to register a packet for London, addressed to "Major Harry Hardwicke." That young officer's heart was light, three days later, when he received the letter of Nadine which Madame Louison had cajoled easily from the Swiss woman.

And the happy Major's heart was no lighter than Nadine's for the watchful Janet Fairbarn, now on duty, with her selected subordinates, wondered to see the pale-faced girl laugh merrily as she chatted over the garden wall with a strolling French peddler.

"I may trade at the gate, may I not, Miss Janet," said Nadine, "or is that one of the crimes ?" But Jules Victor had brought her a new life.

She whispered, "He will come!".