"Where do you live? I will go with you," she said.
"Lady! Lady! Thank God!" he exclaimed. "It is not far from here, in Soho."
"You must come in my cab," said Rosalind.
Janoc ran to pay his own cabman, came back instantly, and they started eastward, just as Osborne, with the wild face of a man falling down a precipice, rushed to his door, calling after them frantically: "Hi, there! Stop! Stop! For Heaven's sake——"
But the cab went on its way.
CHAPTER XII
THE SARACEN DAGGER
Next morning, just as the clock was striking eight, Osborne was rising from his bed after a night of unrest when Jenkins rapped at the door and came in, deferential and calm.
"Mrs. Marsh below to see you, sir," he announced.