"Then you will?"
The Shadow reflected, but did not take his eyes from her eager face. "Yes!" he said at length. "I will help you."
"Oh, Canning, thank you so much. But how?"
"I can't say yet, Miss. In the first place I must leave Captain Sargent."
Lesbia rose impulsively. "I don't want you to lose your situation."
"I had intended to give the Captain notice long ago," explained Canning, rising in his turn. "What you say decides me. I shall go to London, and in one way or another I may be able to learn who stole those jewels."
"But why in London? They were stolen at Henley."
"Quite so, but the two thieves--if Mr. Walker is to be believed, there were two--must have taken the jewels to dispose of them in London. Leave everything to me, Miss. I was in an inquiry office once, and know how to go about these matters. But," he hesitated, "it will require money."
"Oh!" Lesbia uttered an ejaculation of dismay. "I have none."
"Can't your father give you some, Miss?"