"A very ingenious and plausible plan," said Lucian. "Well, Doctor, and what did you say?"
"I agreed, of course, provided the man was certified insane in the usual way. Ferruci then departed, promising to bring Mrs. Clear to see me. He brought her late on Christmas Eve, at ten—"
"Ah!" interrupted Lucian, "did she wear a black gauze veil with velvet spots?"
"She did, Mr. Denzil. Have you met her?"
"No, but I have heard of her. She was the woman who visited Wrent in Jersey Street. No doubt Ferruci was waiting for her in the back yard."
"Who is Wrent?" asked Jorce, looking puzzled.
"Don't you know the name, Doctor?"
"No."
"Did Mrs. Clear never mention it?"
"Never."