You will be very careful that my name does not slip out in any way." "Certainly," said Miss Jennie, coolly drawing forth the papers from their covering.

"No one knows your name except Mr.Alder, Mr.Hardwick, and myself; and I can assure you that I shall not mention it to anyone." She glanced rapidly over the documents.
"I shall just read what you have written," she said, looking up at him; "and if there is anything here I do not understand you will, perhaps, be good enough to explain it now,--and then I won't need to come here again." "Very well," said Hazel.

The man had no suspicion that his visitor was not a member of the staff of the paper he had been negotiating with.

She was so thoroughly self-possessed, and showed herself so familiar with all details which had been discussed by Alder and himself that not the slightest doubt had entered the clerk's mind.
Jennie read the documents with great haste, for she knew she was running a risk in remaining there after seven o'clock.

It might be that Alder would come to Brixton to let the man know the result of his talk with the editor, or Mr.Hardwick himself might have changed his mind, and instructed his subordinate to secure the papers.