"Tell me," she said, as at last he got up to go home, "how am I to communicate with you if I want to see you?"
"I don't suppose it will be necessary," he answered.
"I must know what to do if I consider it necessary," she persisted.
"Well, the only imperative thing is to refrain from writing," he said. "Whatever else you do, don't write anything definite or indefinite which can be twisted into having reference to this miserable business. Send a verbal message by someone whom you can really trust, to be delivered only to myself in person, saying you want to see me and where, and I will come. If the messenger doesn't know what you want to see me about, and doesn't start gossiping to the servants at my chambers, I don't suppose any harm can be done."
"Very well," Lavender replied, "that will do, and you may be sure I won't worry you unless I think it is necessary. Only remember, if I do send for you, you must come."
"That I promise," said Melville. "Whom will you send?"
"Lucille," she answered.
"Is she reliable?" he asked.
"Absolutely," she replied. "It was she who showed me the advertisement of Mr. Tracy wishing to know my whereabouts."
"Why on earth did she suppose that would interest you?" he exclaimed. "Does she know——?"