She regarded him steadily for a moment; then she said:
"You are convinced, you say?"
"I am."
"May I ask upon what your conviction is based?"
"Not now—no."
There was another pause; the man was at the door, ready to show the investigator out.
"Perhaps," and her tone was very low, "you even fancy that you know his hiding-place."
"Not just yet," said he, "but in a few hours at most, I will."
Her lips formed the good-by as he stood in the doorway; but she made no sound. And Ashton-Kirk as he walked down the hall, smiled quietly to himself.