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not used to this sort of thing, I know, and I tell you the best thing to do is to say nothing at all; it's safest."
"But what for—what for? It's some horrid plot—it's your doing," she cried, suddenly opening fire on Victoria. "It's you—you informed on him—you did! And now he'll be sent to Russia or Siberia! And all because he wanted to help a poor, down-trodden people!"
"I don't know what you are talking about!" said Victoria, angrily. "I saw you in distress, and I came to shield you from the crowd. As to informing, I told you the whole story, and that I had gone to the French consul. I suppose this had something to do with Valdeck?" she added, addressing the detective.
"Yes, mum," he nodded, "and from what I heard you say, I take you to be the lady who gave the clew. Did you recognize the woman—the other woman?"
Victoria shook her head. "I didn't see her," she answered. "Who is she?"
He looked at her sagely. "Big game," he said, "and came mighty near giving us the slip. The
