CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
[The Vengeance of Rosa Letchowiski]
CHAPTER X
Chapter I The Cunning of Harvey Grimm
A queer, unexpected streak of sunshine, which by some miracle had found its way through a pall of clouds and a low-hanging mist, suddenly fell as though exhausted across the asphalt path of the Embankment Gardens. A tall, gaunt young man, who had been seated with folded arms in the corner of one of the seats, stared at it as though bewildered. His eyes suddenly met those of a young lady in deep black, who was gazing about her in similar stupefaction. Almost at once, and with perfect spontaneity, she smiled upon him.
"But it is astonishing, this!" she exclaimed. "Sunshine in London—in January!"