It ran: _Loudwater allowed Mrs.Helena Truslove Crest Loudwater six hundred a year and gave her Crest_.
He had the mysterious woman at last! He drove over to the Crest at once and learned from the caretaker that Mrs.Truslove was now living in London in a flat at Clarence Gate.

He could not get away from his work till the afternoon, and it was past half-past four when he knocked at the door of her flat.
The maid led him down the passage, opened the door on the right, and announced him.
Helena was sitting beside a table on which afternoon tea for two was set.
She looked surprised to hear his name.
"Mrs.Truslove ?" he said.
"I was Mrs.Truslove," she said, rising and holding out her hand.

"But now I am Mrs.Manley.You know my husband.

He will be so pleased to see you again.

I'm expecting him every minute." Mr.Flexen was for a moment conscious of a slight sensation of vertigo.
The mysterious woman was the wife of Herbert Manley! He could not at once see the bearings of this fact, but ideas, fancies and suspicions raced one another through his head.
He checked them and said in a somewhat toneless voice: "I shall be delighted to see him again.