"I think I know," replied Gerald in a hard voice. "If I am not mistaken my enemies have been revenged upon me."
"Enemies! What enemies?" asked Marigold's sister. "Surely you have no enemies. I'm sure Marigold hasn't."
"Wait and we shall discover the truth," said the young man. "Marigold must get well. I have certain questions to put to her. She can tell us much that is still mysterious concerning Mr. Boyne."
Hetty looked him full in the face and said:
"Jack, my husband, was over at Hammersmith two days ago. The place is all boarded up."
"What place?"
"Mr. Boyne's house in Bridge Place. There's been a fire there, and all the upper part has been burned out. Marigold was staying with her aunt that night, and they both escaped just in the nick of time."
"Repeat that," he said, half dazed.
Hetty repeated what she had said.
"Ah! So the place has been burnt up, has it? That's more than curious, isn't it?"