Without paying any attention, Nick Carter went on:

“A small, slender figure?”

“Yes.”

“A ripe, full mouth?”

“That suits her!”

“A soft and winning way of looking up at you when she speaks?”

“Even so! She was as well calculated for the ‘siren’ business as any woman I ever saw.”

“Do you remember what name she answered to?”

“Yes. She was called Helen by Lorton.”

Nick smiled, grimly.