CHAPTER XV
OLIVIA came that night to her tryst with Grey in a great dejection. She perceived clearly enough that the instant discharge of William Roper would not stop the scandal, and she was desperately afraid of the results of it. The hope which had sprung up in her mind on reading in the Daily Wire the story of her husband's quarrel with an unknown woman died down. This was a far more important matter, and she could not see how the police could fail to act on William Roper's story.
She found Grey waiting for her with his wonted impatience, and presently told him about William Roper.
"This is the very thing I've been fearing," he said with a sudden heaviness.
"It will certainly force Mr. Flexen's hand," she said.
"I don't know—I don't know," he said more hopefully. "Flexen struck me as being the kind of man to act just when it suited him, and I expect that he had known all along anything William Roper had to tell."
"Yes, he did. Twitcher told me that Roper had
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