LADY MOLLY OF SCOTLAND YARD
short trip on his yacht. We were to cross over to Boulogne, have luncheon there, and come home in the cool of the evening."
"And, of course, something occurred to disable the yacht," concluded Lady Molly gravely, as the lady herself had paused in her narrative.
"Of course," whispered the little Countess through her tears.
"And, of course, it was too late to get back by the ordinary afternoon mail boat?"
"That boat had gone an hour before, and the next did not leave until the middle of the night."
"So you had perforce to wait until then, and in the meanwhile you were seen by a girl named Jane Turner, who knew you by sight, and who has been blackmailing you ever since."
"How did you guess that?" ejaculated Her Highness, with a look of such comical bewilderment in her large, blue eyes that Lady Molly and I had perforce to laugh.
"Well," replied my dear lady after awhile, resuming her gravity, "we have a way in our profession of putting two and two together, haven't we? And in this case it was not very difficult. The assignations for secret meetings at out-of-the-way railway stations which were addressed to H. S. H. in the columns of the West of England Times recently, gave me one clue, shall we say? The mysterious assault on a young woman, whose home was close to those very railway stations as well as to Bristol Castle—your
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