“Jean Adam!” gasped the old man. “Jean Adam—a friend of Max Barclay?”
“Yes,” she answered, staring at him. “Why?”
“Why, girl!” he cried roughly. “Don’t ask me why? But tell me all about it—tell me at once!”
Chapter Thirty Two.
Man’s Broken Promises.
“I know very little of the details,” replied the girl. “Max could, of course, tell you everything. He introduced me one night to Mr Adam, who seemed a very polite man.”
“All bows and smiles, like the average Frenchman—eh? Oh, yes. I happen to know him. Well?”
“He seems a most intimate friend of Max’s.”