CHAPTER XIV—BELIEVING HER GOODFor a week he had no news of her. Then his father said to him one morning, “Oh, by the way, The Garden Enclosed is going to be exhibited. I asked Miss Jodrell to lend it to me.”
“Will—will she bring it herself?” he asked, trying to disguise his anxiety.
“Herself! No. She’s rather an important person. She’s gone to America.”
Then the news leaked out that Hal had gone too.
Some nights later he was driving back down Eden Row with his father. They had been to the gallery where the picture was hanging. Without warning the cab pulled up with a jerk; he found himself clinging to the dashboard. His eyes were staring into the gas-lit gloom of Eden Row.
Almost touching the horse’s nose, two men, a fat and a lean one, had darted out from the shadow of the pavement T
