"She—Jack o' Judgment?"
Sir Stanley was on his feet staring at him.
"Impossible! It is a man——"
"You seem to forget, sir," said Stafford, "that Miss White is a wonderful mimic."
"But why?"
"She wants to clear her father. She told me that only a week ago. And then I've been making inquiries on my own. I found that she was seen coming out of the Albemarle mansion, the night that Jack made his last visit to Boundary's flat."
Sir Stanley rose.
"Wait," he said and left the room.
Presently he came back with something in his hand.
"If Miss White is Jack o' Judgment, and if she were captured to-night, how do you account for this? it was under my pillow when I woke up."