"I think he has none."
"How do you address your letters?"
"I have written but once since Mr. Denham's arrival, and then I directed the letter to the Hotel Walther."
"He has probably left his new address there. However, I shall have no difficulty in finding him. Mrs. Denham"—Lynde hesitated.
"Mr. Lynde?"
"Can I not see her a moment?"
"See Ruth?"
"My request appears strange to you, does it not? It would not appear strange if you knew all."
"All? I don't understand you," replied Mrs. Denham, resting her hand on the back of a chair and regarding him with slowly dilating pupils.
"If you knew how troubled I am—and how deeply I love her."