He used to take me with him when we first came here, but he always went so far that I refused to go any more." She never once mentioned Woodroffe.

I allowed her plenty of opportunity for doing so, chaffing her about her forthcoming marriage in order that she might again refer to him.

But never did his name pass her lips.

I understood that he had gone abroad--that was all.
Often when alone I reflected upon my curious adventure on that night when I met Olinto, and of my narrow escape from the hands of my unknown enemies.

I wondered if that ingenious and dastardly attempt upon my life had really any connection with that strange incident at Leghorn.