"A vile woman, by her own confession," was the quick reply.

"How am I to find her ?" I inquired next.

"Look for a woman in a black dress, with the Red Geneva Cross on her shoulder; she is a nurse in the French ambulance." "What has she done ?" "I have lost my papers; I have lost my own clothes; Mercy Merrick has taken them." "How do you know that Mercy Merrick has taken them ?" "Nobody else could have taken them--that's how I know it.

Do you believe me or not ?" She as beginning to excite herself again; I assured her that I would at once send to make inquiries after Mercy Merrick.

She turned round contented on the pillow.
"There's a good man!" she said.