"No; it came from here. There are some pencilled comments in your daughter's handwriting."
"They were dictated by me."
"Exactly. And they appear in the copy now in the hands of the people in Athens! Thus it is doubly proved that it was this actual document which was copied. But by whom?"
"Ah!" sighed the helpless man, his face drawn and paler than usual,
"Gabrielle is the only person who has had sight of it."
"Mademoiselle surely could not have copied it," remarked the Frenchman.
"Has she a lover?"
"Yes; the son of a neighbour of mine, a very worthy young fellow."
Goslin grunted dubiously. It was apparent that he suspected her of trickery. Information such as had been supplied to the Greek Government would, he knew, be paid for, and at a high price. Had mademoiselle's lover had a hand in that revelation?
"I would not suggest for a single moment, Sir Henry, that mademoiselle your daughter would act in any way against your personal interests; but—"
"But what?" demanded the blind man fiercely, turning towards his visitor.
"Well, it is peculiar—very peculiar—to say the least."