"And you will insist on having your own way ever after?"
"Of course," she said; "isn't that right?"
"I am afraid I must consent, at any rate; but, since you are to rule, you must not be a tyrant, my darling."
Talbot agreed to stay to dinner; indeed, it had been his intention from the first. He remained till the city clocks struck eleven, and then took leave of Miss Conway at the door.
He set out for his boarding-place, his mind filled with thoughts of his coming happiness, when a hand was laid on his arm.
He wheeled suddenly, and his glance fell on a quiet man—the detective.
"What's wanted?" he asked, not dreaming of the truth.
"You must come with me, Mr. Talbot," was the reply. "You are suspected of robbing the firm that employs you."
"This is absurd nonsense!" exclaimed Talbot, putting on a bold face, though his heart sank within him.