er morning
and entered the house. She was with him for over an hour. He came to the
door to see her off. The gardener was attending to some shrubs near at
hand. He could not hear what they said to one another, but declares that
Franklin was as pale as a sheet."

"Queer," thought Giles, remembering how the elder lady had denied all
knowledge of the man. However, he did not make this remark to Mrs.
Parry. "Well, there's nothing in that," said he aloud. "Franklin lived
in Italy for many years. He may have met the Princess there."

"True enough." Mrs. Parry was rather discomfited. "There may be nothing
in it, and Franklin seems to be decent enough in his life, though a bit
of a recluse. I've nothing to say against the man."

Giles thought that this was rather fortunate for Franklin, seeing that
Mrs. Parry's tongue was so dangerous. If she ever came to know of his
brother Walter, and of the relations between him and George, she would
be sure to make mischief. He thought it prudent to say nothing. The less
revealed to the good lady the better. However, this attitude did not
prevent Ware from trying to learn what Mrs. Parry had discovered with
regard to the two Princesses. She told him an interesting detail without
being urged.

"Last night about nine I saw one of them out for a walk."

"Princess Olga?" questioned Giles.

Mrs. Parry nodded. "If she is the younger of the two, she is not a
bad-looking girl, Ware. She passed my window and went on to look at the
church. Rather a strange hour to look at a church."

Giles started. It was about that hour that he had been talking to Anne,
and shortly afterwards she had heard the footsteps and had fled. He now
believed that Olga must have overheard a portion of the conversation. It
was her footsteps which they had heard retreating. At once he remembered
Olga's threat, that if he tampered with Anne in the meantime she would
have her arrested. This, then, was the reason why Olga had not come to
his house again, and why she and her mother had left so suddenly for
London. He wondered if the elder Princess knew about Anne, and was
assisting her daughter to get the poor girl into the hands of the law.
Giles turned pale.

"What's the matter, Ware?" asked Mrs. Parry, sitting up.

"Nothing," he stammered; "but this coincidence----"

"Oh, I simply mean that as Princess Karacsay and Anne both came from
Jamaica, it was strange that they should go away to London together.
Don't you thin