CHAPTER XVII.
THE VERDICT "It's a difficult position," said Nick.
"It's a damnable position," said Max.

He stared across the white table-cloth with eyes that brooded under down-drawn brows.

"I don't anticipate any sudden development if I can keep her off that cursed opium.

But--I'd give fifty pounds to have her people within reach." "Do you know where they are ?" said Nick.
Max shrugged his shoulders.

"They are cruising about the Atlantic to give Mrs.Bruce, who is neurotic, a rest-cure.