“I did know him,” she replied simply. “The man who was found drowned. It is the same. I am sure now, because of the diamond ring. What paper did you read it in? I want to read it myself.”
“I'm afraid I can't remember. It was probably the Daily Mail.”
“Had he been drowned?”
“I presume so—yes,” replied Durham guardedly.
Lala Huang was silent for some time while they paced on through the dusk. Then:
“How strange!” she said in a low voice.
“I am sorry I mentioned it,” declared Durham. “But how was I to know it was your friend?”
“He was no friend of mine,” returned the girl sharply. “I hated him. But it is strange nevertheless. I am sure he intended to rob my father.”
“And is that why you think it strange?”
“Yes,” she said, but her voice was almost inaudible.