"And he said that Vrain, as Wrent, killed Clear.
But you can easily prove if it's true or not." "How can we prove it ?" asked Diana coldly.
"By laying a trap for Mark.

You know--at least Ercole told me, and I suppose Mrs.Clear told you--that she corresponded with Mark--Wrent, I mean--in the agony column of the _Daily Telegraph_.
"By means of a cypher?
Yes, I know that, but she hasn't received any answer yet." "Of course not," replied Lydia, with triumph, "because Wrent--that's Mark, you know--is in the asylum, and can't answer her." "This is all nonsense!" broke in Lucian, impatient of this cobweb spinning.

"I don't believe a word of Ferruci's story.

If Vrain lived in Jersey Street as Wrent, why should Mrs.Clear visit him ?" "To get him back to Bayswater." "Nonsense! nonsense! And even admitting as much, why should Mrs.Clear, in the newspapers, correspond in cypher with a man whom she not only knows is in an asylum as her husband, but who can be seen by her at any time ?" "I quite agree with you, Lucian," cried Diana emphatically.

"Count Ferruci told a pack of falsehoods to Mrs.Vrain! The thing is utterly absurd!" "Oh, I guess I'm not so easily made a fool of as all that!" cried Lydia, firing up.