hings in the pocket, amongst them"--she stared at
him mockingly--"my marriage certificate."

Danglar's face blackened.

"Curse you!" he burst out angrily. "When you get your tantrums on,
you've got a tongue, haven't you! You'd have been wearing your clothes
now, if you'd have done as you were told. You're the one that queered
things last night." His voice was rising; he was rocking even more
unsteadily upon his feet. "Why in hell weren't you at the Silver
Sphinx?"

Rhoda Gray squinted at him through Gypsy Nan's spectacles. She knew
an hysterical impulse to laugh outright in the sure consciousness of
supremacy over him now. The man had been drinking. He was by no means
drunk; but, on the other hand, he was by no means sober--and she was
certain now that, though she did not know how he had found her here in
the shed, not the slightest suspicion of her had entered his mind.

"I was at the Silver Sphinx," she announced coolly.

"You lie!" he said hoarsely. "You weren't! I told you to be there at
eleven, and you weren't. You lie! What are you lying to me for--eh? I'll
find out, you--you--"

Rhoda Gray dashed the clothes down on the floor at her feet, and faced
the man as though suddenly overcome in turn herself with passion,
shaking both closed fists at him.

"Don't you talk to me like that, Pierre Danglar!" she shrilled. "I lie,
do I? Well, I'll prove to you I don't! You said you were going to have
supper with Cloran at about eleven o'clock, and perhaps I was a few
minutes after that, but maybe you think it's easy to get all this Gypsy
Nan stuff off me face and all, and rig up in my own clothes that I
haven't seen for so long it's a wonder they hold together at all. I lie,
do I? Well, just as I got to the Silver Sphinx, I saw a woman breaking
her neck to get down the steps with you after her. She jumped into the
automobile it was doped out I was to take, and you jumped into the other
one, and both beat it down the street. I thought you'd gone crazy. I was
afraid that Cloran would come out and recognize me, so I turned and ran,
too. The safest thing I could do was to get back into the Gypsy Nan
game again, and that's what I did. And I've been lying low ever since,
waiting to get word from some of you, and not a soul came near me.
You're a nice lot, you are! And now you come sneaking here and call me a
liar! How'd you get to this shed, anyway?"

Danglar pushed his hand in a heavy, confused way across his eyes.

"My