I oughtn't to have done it, even for a minute.

Here is the letter-case which the Foreign--which was given to me to bring to you." "Wait!" she exclaimed, still in the half whisper from which she had never departed.

"Wait! It will he better to lock the door." But even as she spoke, there came a knock, loud and insistent.

With a spring, she flung herself on me, her hand fumbling for the pocket I had tapped suggestively a moment ago.

I let her draw out the long case which I had been guarding--the case I had not once touched since leaving London, except to feel anxiously for its outline through my buttoned coat.