"Did your husband leave no memorandum respecting my deposit?" he asked, after a pause.

"No, sir."

"That is very remarkable."

"It is more remarkable that you should come here with such a barefaced claim—a claim that would sweep away more than half of the estate my husband left."

"Then you doubt the genuineness of my claim?" he asked, calmly.

"I do."

"Then I will say good-by—for the present." John Graves rose, and, with a bow, left the room. Mrs. Lane breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think I have gotten rid of him," she said.


CHAPTER XXXVI
MRS. LANE'S DISCOMFITURE