Here the two policemen stationed themselves in one corner; and Link, with Lucian, waited near the door leading into the sitting-room, so as to be ready for Mrs.Clear.
All was so dark and lonely and silent that Lucian's nerves became over-strained, and it was as much as he could do to prevent himself from trembling violently.

In a whisper he conversed with Link.
"Have you heard anything of that girl Rhoda ?" he asked.
"We have traced her to Berkshire," whispered Link.

"She went back to her gypsy kinsfolk, you know.

I dare say we'll manage to lay hands on her sooner or later." "She is an accomplice of Wrent's, I believe." "So do I, and I hope to make him confess as much to-night.

Hush!" Suddenly Link had laid his clasp on Lucian's wrist to command silence, and the next moment they heard the swish-swish of a woman's dress coming along the passage.