He runs a certain amount of risk in his eagerness to acquire news, but I never knew a man so well able to take care of himself." "And--and Mr.Briston ?" "Oh, he's all right, anyway," Hunterleys assured her.

"His is the smaller part." She breathed a little sigh of relief.

They had reached the gate.

She still had something to say.

Below them flared the lights of Monte Carlo.
She looked down at them almost wistfully.
"Very soon," she murmured, "I shall know my fate.