"Good," she said, "the occasion is here."
"What must I do?"
"You hold in your possession a receipt from the Victoria Street Branch of the Bank of England for the deposit in my name of five chests belonging to Mr. Riddle."
"Yes, I've been meaning to give it to you."
"I wish you to give it to Mr. Stanley."
"To Mr. Stanley?"
"Yes."
"Is that all?"
"All, except that I charge you, on your honour, never to let him know I asked you to do this. Tell him only that I gave you the chests, and how you disposed of them, and place the receipt in his hands, as coming from yourself. Not a syllable about me, mind!"
"I'll follow your instructions literally; but how am I to have the opportunity of doing this?"