Moreover, he knew little about the English law, and hardly guessed how his misdeeds would be punished.

Still, he did not surrender on the spot, but listened quietly to Lucian's story, in the hope of seeing some way of escape from his awkward position.
"The other day I went to Dr.Jorce's asylum," said Lucian slowly, "and there I discovered--it matters not how--that your friend Clear was Mr.
Vrain; also I learned that he had been placed in the asylum by you and Mrs.Clear.Jorce gave me her address in Bayswater, but when I went there I could not find her; she had left.

I then put an advertisement in all the papers, stating that if she called on me she would hear of something to her advantage.

Now, Count, it appears that Mrs.Clear was in the habit of looking into the papers to see if there was any message from yourself, or your friend Wrent, so she saw my advertisement at once, and came in person to reply to it." "One moment, Mr.Denzil," said Ferruci politely.

"I know no one called Wrent, and he is not my friend." "We'll come to that hereafter," answered Lucian, with a shrug.