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THE MASTER OF MYSTERIES

fully tooled. Then I suspected a Mr. Gerrish; but he has denied sending either. Since then, every Saturday I have received a parcel by mail, every time a different thing, and I'm simply wild to know who is sending these things. If you think you can find out for me, I'll be glad to pay you whatever fee you charge, as I can't stand it not to know any longer. If you'll make an appointment, I'll come and see you any time.

"Yours sincerely,
"Priscilla Quarich."

"Isn't it lovely?" Valeska exclaimed. "It's a welcome relief from the murders and robberies and things. I'm glad that there are some benevolent criminals."

"Slippers—album—" the Seer mused. "Too bad she didn't mention the other gifts."

"Why? Do you think it's so very mysterious? It's romantic, of course; but—"

"Five Saturdays in succession—" Astro went on thoughtfully.

"Slippers are a funny present," said Valeska. "You have to know the exact size, of course."

"Thompson—Gerrish—" Astro rose. "This should be your field, Valeska," he said, smiling. "My specialty is the intricacy of the human brain. You ought to know about the human heart. Of course it's a love-affair."

"And of course you know nothing of love," she added.

He tossed the black locks from his brow and gazed at her thoughtfully. "No—of course not." His voice was low; he did not look at her.

Then he threw off his mood. "Write her in answer, Valeska, to this effect: In order to settle this rather