In her frightful excitement she might have told him all she knew and saved herself from the terrible time that followed, had not the door opened, and the undertaker entered.
"If you wish, Miss Cuyler," he said, gently, "you may come in now."
Bowed, broken in spirit, heart-sore and weary, she followed him.
Mechanically, Lynde Pyne was about to follow her, when a messenger entered bearing a note addressed to himself.
He tore it open and read:
"Come to your office at once. I must see you.
"Leonard Chandler."
[CHAPTER X.]
Reluctantly enough, Lynde Pyne left the room in which the mortal remains of Godfrey Cuyler lay, after having assured Leonie of his immediate return, and went to the office where Leonard Chandler awaited him.
Upon the way, his reflections were not enviable ones. He felt quite convinced that Leonie's agitation was not the result of her grief occasioned by her grandfather's death. On the contrary, there was something behind that seemed to overshadow death, and cause her almost to forget it.