“So many think.”

“How do you explain it?”

“I don’t explain it. I know only that it is so.”

“Yet——”

“One moment, please!” exclaimed Madame Victoria, again leaning nearer. “You have recently lost something, Mr. Sibley.”

Nick laughed.

“Can you direct me how to find it?” he asked.

“Am I right?”

“Yes.”

“I cannot tell what it is, yet—yet I feel that you miss something usually carried on your person.”