He fell back against the door, his mouth open in amazement, for the intruder was Odette Rider, and in her hand she held the stolen wallet.
CHAPTER XXIV
THE CONFESSION OF ODETTE RIDER
He could only gaze in stupified silence.
"You!" he said wonderingly.
The girl was pale and her eyes never left his face.
She nodded.
"Yes, it is I," she said in a low voice.
"You!" he said again and walked towards her.