She went out, carefully locking the door behind her.
Alone in her own room, she looked at the beautiful jewels that had cost Kathleen so dear, and muttered:
"He did it for me—to get these for me. How he loves me! But this girl! her life is a menace to his liberty. If I let her go home and tell what she knows, suspicion will fall upon him. Why did he bungle so, if he must do that ghastly job?" Then she laughed. "Oh, I have paid you out, Ralph Chainey!"
[CHAPTER XXII.]
RESCUED.
"Hame, hame, hame! 'tis hame I fain wad be—
Hame, hame, hame, in my ain countree!"
Sammy Hall was bitterly sorry that he had missed getting any information from the blonde about the beautiful girl he had seen with her that night at the station.
The beautiful white face and closed eyes of the young girl haunted him with strange persistency.