I am a friend, Mr.Jenks, not an old one, I admit, but during the past six weeks we have bridged an ordinary acquaintanceship of as many years.

Can you not trust me ?" Trust her?
He laughed softly.

Then, choosing his words with great deliberation, he answered--"Yes, I can trust you.

I intended to tell you the story some day.

Why not tonight ?" Unseen in the darkness Iris's hand sought and clasped the gold locket suspended from her neck.