"Inspector Fay would like to see you for a few minutes, madam."
They looked at each other. The financier was agitated. The woman was perfectly calm.
"Talk of the devil!" she smiled.
Mr. Gluckstein gripped his hat, stick, and gloves, and rose hurriedly.
"He must not see me here," he said jerkily. "Let me out another way."
"Go through there," she said, pointing to a door at the opposite end of the room, "and when he has come in, Parker will let you out. Bring the inspector in, Parker."
The financier did not wait to shake hands.
"Remember," he whispered passing her—"both your promises."
"They will be kept," she said.