Have you known him--long ?" She hesitated, and West glanced aside wonderingly.

Would she venture to deny her knowledge of the man?
"No," she said at last doubtfully, "not unless his other name was Jim.
There was a fellow they called Jim.

He was my jailer after that woman locked me into a room." "A woman?
The same one who was with you on the yacht ?" "Yes." "Where was this ?" "Why surely you must know.

In that cottage where we stopped with Percival Coolidge." He drew a deep breath, more thoroughly puzzled than ever.

What could be her purpose to make so bold an effort to deceive?
Did she imagine for a moment that he could be made to believe she had been continuously held prisoner since that Sunday morning?
It was preposterous.