But Bamberger and Van Torp are probably both of them aware by this time that I found the girl and carried her to the manager's room, and when they are ready to ask me what I know, or what I remember, the detective they are employing will suddenly appear to me in the shape of a new acquaintance in some out-of-the-way place, who will go to work scientifically to make me talk to him.

He will very likely have a little theory of his own, to the effect that since it was I who brought Miss Bamberger to Schreiermeyer's room, it was probably I who killed her, for some mysterious reason!' 'Shall you tell him about the drop of blood on your hand ?' 'Without the slightest hesitation.

But not until I am asked, and I shall be very glad if you will not speak of it.' 'I won't,' Margaret said; 'but I wonder why you have told me if you mean to keep it a secret!' The veteran man of letters turned his sad grey eyes to hers, while his lips smiled.
'The world is not all bad,' he said.

'All men are not liars, and all women do not betray confidence.' 'It's very good to hear a man like you say that,' Margaret answered.
'It means something.' 'Yes,' assented Griggs thoughtfully.

'It means a great deal to me to be sure of it, now that most of my life is lived.' 'Were you unhappy when you were young ?' She asked the question as a woman sometimes does who feels herself strongly drawn to a man much older than she.