"If I tell you who those young ladies are, will you give me your word of honor not to write about them till I give my permission?"
Norton, having in mind the big story at the end of the mystery tangle, agreed.
"The elder is a teacher from a private school; the other is Stanley Hargreave's daughter."
"Good lord!" gasped the astonished reporter. "He never mentioned the fact to me, and we've been together in some tight places."
"He never mentioned it to any one but me." Jones again seemed to reflect. At last he raised his glance to the reporter. "Are you willing to wait for a great story, the real story?"
"If there is one," answered Norton with his usual caution.
"On my word of honor, you shall have such a story as you never dreamed of, if you will promise not to divulge it till the appointed time."
"I agree."
"The peace and happiness of that child depends upon how you keep your word."
That was sufficient for Norton. "Your master knew me. He also knew that I am not a man who promises lightly. Now introduce me to the daughter."