"Why do you think so?"
"Oh, I don't know. A certain twitch in her eye."
"Where is she now?"
"In her rooms. Wishes to keep out of all this. I cannot blame her for that."
"Of course not," said Mme. Storey. "You can do something to help me, if you will. Go to her, and without revealing your object, try to have her downstairs in half an hour."
Mrs. Cruger, with a curious docility, made as if to obey.
Mme. Storey glanced at her watch. "But not before half an hour, please," she said. "I need that time."
Mrs. Cruger, with a nod of understanding, left us. Mme. Storey glanced at me with smiling eyes. But I was all at sea.
"I can make nothing of her," I said helplessly.
"She's eager to help us," said Mme. Storey, "as long as we don't come anywhere near the truth."
VIMme. Storey and I saunt
