"Well, Bubbles," he exclaimed, "I'm glad you're no worse for your ducking!" She looked at him fixedly, but said nothing.

Dr.Panton began to feel desperately uncomfortable.
"I hope you'll be quite all right to-morrow," went on Varick.
"I think I shall, thank you." Bubbles seemed to be looking beyond her visitor--not at him.

She seemed to be gazing at something at the other end of the room.
"You've brought someone in with you," she said suddenly.

There was a curious tone--almost a tone of exultation--in her voice.

"Who is it ?" she asked imperiously.