"Who told you that?" said the girl, in surprise, but not denying the truth of the statement.
"When did you last see Wyck?" continued Hal.
"Yesterday afternoon. He came in in a very hurried manner, quite unusual in him, and called Miss Harris aside and held a long confab with her. He seemed upset, and so was she, for she left the bar, crying, and did not come back till the evening."
"How long had she known him?"
"That's the funny part of it. She only met him three days before. It seems to have been a regular case of love at first sight. She is a very proud and haughty girl, especially to strangers. It was reported once that a private secretary of the Governor's was going to marry her. Certainly he used to pay her a lot of attention, but he married an heiress instead."
"Did she fret then?"
"No, she laughed it off and treated it as a joke."
"Tell me this before I go. Did Wyck say anything to her about a telegram when he called?"
"Yes, I remember he did, for it was sent on here from the Australian; but why are you so inquisitive?"
"You won't mention a word of our conversation to Miss Harris, but just tell me what size gloves you take, and how many buttons."