indeed had no time to establish himself upon any such footing as you suggest."
"This is not the only time Mr. Clavering has been in New York. He was here a year ago to my certain knowledge."
"You know that?"
"Yes."
"How much more do you know? Can it be possible I am groping blindly about for facts which are already in your possession? I pray you listen to my entreaties, Mr. Gryce, and acquaint me at once with what I want to know. You will not regret it. I have no selfish motive in this matter. If I succeed, the glory shall be yours; it I fail, the shame of the defeat shall be mine."
"That is fair," he muttered. "And how about the reward?"
"My reward will be to free an innocent woman from the imputation of crime which hangs over her."
This assurance seemed to satisfy him. His voice and appearance changed; for a moment he looked quite confidential. "Well, well," said he; "and what is it you want to know?"
"I should first like to know how your suspicions came to light on him at all. What reason had you for thinking a gentleman of his bearing and position was in any way connected with this affair?"
"That is a question you ought not to be obliged to put," he returned.
"How so?"
"Simply because the opportunity of answering it was in your hands before ever it came into mine."
"What do you mean?"
"Don’t you remember the letter mailed in your presence by Miss Mary Leavenworth during your
