"To-night I am afraid for my King.

I do not like Colonel Burr!" "I am sorry for that.

He is said to be a favourite with women." "Lewis!" she cried, "what does he want with you?
Tell me!" So appealing was her voice, so urgent the touch of her hand, that with a start Rand awoke from his visions to the fact of her emotion.

His eye was hawklike, and his intuition unfailing.

"What did Ludwell Cary say to you ?" he demanded.
She took her scarf from the floor, wound her hands in it, and clasped them tightly before her.