the land of intrigue by the Adriatic that carries you?"
"No, she remains in London."
"Why?"
Because she is being watched and spied upon. Flannigan's agent, as she says, is on her trail, and has camped there."
"Good heavens! And do you believe it?"
"Yes, I do, and, furthermore, your house is being watched, and you yourself constantly followed."
Stranleigh chuckled as he walked up and down.
"Oh, Peter, this is too funny. You guileless children are playing a game of hide-and-seek, and I hope it amuses you. To make the thing complete I should go at once to Baker Street and consult my old and admired friend, Sherlock Holmes. How on earth was Flannigan to know that the girl came over to see me?"
"She thinks her father must have talked. He's a great talker, it seems, and she had to give him a reason for her departure for England. He is so imaginative a man that the moment your name was mentioned you at once became his partner, and all financial clouds had rolled by. So she remains in England and enacts the part of the disappointed seeker for capital."
"Exactly. And what do you propose to do?"
"I propose to get over to New York as quickly
