nor Lady Loudwater had committed the murder. Grey had evidently lied to shield her. He had no less evidently learned that she did not need shielding. That admission had not at all simplified the problem.
The next morning Scotland Yard telegraphed to him the reply to its cable to Captain Shepherd. It ran:
Loudwater allowed Mrs. Helena Truslove Crest Loudwater six hundred a year and gave her Crest.
He had the mysterious woman at last!
He drove over to the Crest at once and learned from the caretaker that Mrs. Truslove was now living in London in a flat at Clarence Gate. He could not get away from his work till the afternoon, and it was past half-past four when he knocked at the door of her flat.
The maid led him down the passage, opened the door on the right, and announced him.
Helena was sitting beside a table on which afternoon tea for two was set. She looked surprised to hear his name.
"Mrs. Truslove?" he said.
"I was Mrs. Truslove," she said, rising and holding out her hand. "But now I am Mrs. Manley. You know my husband. He will be so pleased to see you again. I'm expecting him every minute."
