"You let your woman's vindictiveness overstep your natural caution, my dear girl.

If you'd taken my advice there would have been no suspicion." Lady Heyburn was silent.

She sat regarding the toe of her patent-leather shoe fixedly, in deep reflection.

She was powerless to protest, she was so entirely in this man's hands.

"Well," she asked at last, stirring uneasily in her chair, "and suppose we are not able to raise the money, what do you anticipate will be the result ?" "A rapid reprisal," was his answer.