"Perhaps I, too, would have been that kind of an iconoclast--if I could have put the things I have thought into written words." She drew a deep breath, and went on, her eyes full upon him, speaking as if out of a dream.

"The Great Adventure--for you.

Yes; and perhaps for both." Her hands were drawn tightly to her breast.

Something about her as she stood there, her back to the table, drew John Aldous to her side, forced the question from his lips: "Tell me, Ladygray--why are you going to Tete Jaune ?" In that same strange way, as if her lips were framing words beyond their power to control, she answered: "I am going--to find--my husband.".