"I tell you, my dear Ulrica, I'm terribly upset. I haven't slept at all."
"Enough to upset anyone," she declared. "We must tell Gerald, and ask his advice."
"No, we must not tell him all. I beg of you to say nothing regarding myself and old Mr. Keppel."
"Certainly not. I shall be discreet, rely upon me. Gerald will advise us how to act."
"Or the old gentleman might give us some advice," I suggested; for Gerald was given to fits of frivolity, and this was a matter extremely serious.
"You intend to say nothing of the appointment in London?" she inquired, looking at me sharply.
"Nothing," I responded. "That is a secret between us."
"Do you intend to keep it?"
"I scarcely know. My actions will, of course, be controlled by the discoveries of the police."
"The police!" she ejaculated. "I don't believe in them at all. They make a great pretence, but do nothing."