the girl. That is the only course I can suggest, and I must confess I do not hope for much result. Otherwise there is nothing to be done."
"Nothing?" said Tuppence blankly. "And—Tommy?"
"We must hope for the best," said Sir James. "Oh yes, we must go on hoping."
But over her downcast head his eyes met Julius's, and almost imperceptibly he shook his head. Julius understood. The lawyer considered the case hopeless. The young American's face grew grave. Sir James took Tuppence's hand.
"You must let me know if anything further comes to light. Letters will always be forwarded."
Tuppence stared at him blankly.
"You are going away?"
"I told you. Don't you remember? To Scotland."
"Yes, but I thought" The girl hesitated.
Sir James shrugged his shoulders.
"My dear young lady, I can do nothing more, I fear. Our clues have all ended in thin air. You can take my word for it that there is nothing more to be done. If anything should arise, I shall be glad to advise you in any way I can."
His words gave Tuppence an extraordinarily desolate feeling.
"I suppose you're right," she said. "Anyway, thank you very much for trying to help us. Good-bye."
Julius was bending over the car. A momentary pity came into Sir James's keen eyes, as he gazed into the girl's downcast face.
