And look here--as you're so well known to this woman, Miss Slade or Mrs.
Marlow, whichever her name is, you'd better not show up at the Waldorf at any time in my company, eh ?" "Of course," said Appleyard.

"You trust me for that! What we've got to do must be done as secretly as possible." Allerdyke rose to go, but turned before he reached the door.
"There's one thing I'm uneasy about," he said.

"If--I say if, of course--if these folks--I mean the lot that's behind this woman, for I can't believe that she's worked it all herself--have got those jewels, won't they want to clear out with them?
Isn't delay dangerous ?" "Not such delay as I'm thinking of," answered Appleyard firmly.

"She's cute enough, this lady, and if she made herself scarce just now, she'd know very well that it would excite suspicion.

Don't let's spoil things by being too previous.