ILLUSTRATIONS

Her dark, wet eyes seemed touched with smouldering
fire
[Frontispiece]
“What I have seen,” Matravers said gravely, “I
do not like”
Page[15]
But nothing in her words or in his alluded to it“[25]
Her companion, who was intent upon the wine list,
noticed nothing
“[31]
“Friends,” she repeated, with a certain wistfulness
in her tone
“[65]
At half-past four his servant brought in a small
tea equipage
“[83]
With an old-fashioned courtesy ... he offered
her his arm
“[105]
There seemed to him something almost unearthly
about this woman with her soft grey gown
and marble face
“[111]
Matravers was suddenly conscious of an odd sense
of disturbance
“[135]
“I can do it,” she assured him. “I believe you
doubt my ability, but you need not”
“[143]
“Do you know that man is driving me slowly
mad?”
“[149]
Matravers found himself wondering at this new
and very natural note of domesticity in her
“[169]
She did not answer him. But indeed there was
no need
“[173]
“I am compelled to tell you, and these gentlemen,
that your statement is a lie!”
“[191]
“You mean this!” he cried thickly. “Say it
again—quick!”
“[211]
Berenice was lying in a crumpled heap on the low
couch
“[233]
But there was no answer—there never could be
any answer
“[259]