"Thank God!"
He went up the stairway, delivered the letters, and came back accompanied by Mr. Campbell.
"This is my cousin, Electra Grey, Mr. Campbell."
"So I inferred from the unceremonious assault she made on my door just now. However, shake hands, little lady; it seems there is some reason for your haste. Let's hear about this precious watch business."
She simply told what she had seen. Presently Russell said—
"But how did you happen there, Electra?"
"Your good angel, sent me, I suppose; and," she added in a whisper, "I will tell you some other time."
On re-entering the store, she walked at once to the workman's corner, and pointed out the watch.
"Yes, it is mine. I would know it among a thousand."
"How can you identify it, Aubrey?"