h bespoke a
mind greatly agitated. It was not for me to read that mind, much as
it interested me, and I passed on, chatting, as if I had not the least
desire to stop.

I can not say how much time elapsed before my uncle touched me on the
arm with the remark:

"The police are here in full force. I saw a detective in plain clothes
look in here a minute ago. He seemed to have his eye on you. There he is
again! What can he want? No, don't turn; he's gone away now."

Frightened as I had never been in all my life, I managed to keep my head
up and maintain an indifferent aspect. What, as my uncle said, could
a detective want of me? I had nothing to do with the crime; not in the
remotest way could I be said to be connected with it; why, then, had I
caught the attention of the police? Looking about, I sought Mr. Durand.
He had left me on my uncle's coming up, but had remained, as I supposed,
within sight. But at this moment he was nowhere to be seen. Was I afraid
on his account? Impossible; yet--

Happily just then the word was passed about that the police had given
orders that, with the exception of such as had been requested to remain
to answer questions, the guests generally should feel themselves at
liberty to depart.

The time had now come to take a stand and I informed my uncle, to his
evident chagrin, that I should not leave as long as any excuse could be
found for staying.

He said nothing at the time, but as the noise of departing carriages
gradually lessened and the great hall and drawing-rooms began to wear a
look of desertion he at last ventured on this gentle protest:

"You have more pluck, Rita, than I supposed. Do you think it wise to
stay on here? Will not people imagine that you have been requested to do
so? Look at those waiters hanging about in the different doorways. Run
up and put on your wraps. Mr. Durand will come to the house fast enough
as soon as he is released. I give you leave to sit up for him if you
will; only let us leave this place before that impertinent little man
dares to come around again," he artfully added.

But I stood firm, though somewhat moved by his final suggestion; and,
being a small tyrant in my way, at least with him, I carried my point.

Suddenly my anxiety became poignant. A party of men, among whom I saw
Mr. Durand, appeared at the end of the hall, led by a very small but
self-important personage whom my uncle immediately pointed out as the
detective who had twice come