The man started slightly.
"I—I had forgotten—you," he said.
Phyllis nodded.
"Frank is in—Calford," she said slowly. "I had mail from him yesterday."
She was speaking in the hope that what she said might help to stir him to some definite action. She was beginning to understand the powers which he possessed.
The man appeared to be lost in thought.
"I am going to marry Frank—one day," she went on, in her confident little way.
Suddenly Hendrie looked round at her. His eyes surveyed her closely. He became aware for the first time of the strength of her pretty face. The bright intelligence looking out of her deep eyes. The firmness of her mouth and chin. These things left a marked effect upon him. His manner became almost gentle.
"What is he doing in Calford?" he asked abruptly.
A faint smile lit the girl's eyes for a moment, and then passed.