"
"And she may admit also that she placed the manuscript in my
room," said Sir Frank after a pause. "Hervey did not place it
there, but it is just possible that Mrs. Jasher, having got it
from Bolton when she talked to him through the window, may have
done so."
"Nonsense!" said Hope with vigorous commonsense. "Mrs. Jasher
would be spotted in a moment if she had gone to your quarters.
She had to pass the sentry, remember. Then, again, we have not
yet proved that she was the woman in Mrs. Bolton's clothes who
spoke through the window. That can all be settled if we speak to
her this evening."
"Very good." Random glanced at his watch. "I must get back. Don
Pedro, will you tell Inez that I shall come in this evening? We
can then talk further about these matters. Hope?"
"I shall stop here, as I wish to consult Don Pedro."
Random nodded and took a reluctant departure. He dearly wished,
as an engaged lover should, to remain on the chance that Donna
Inez might return, but duty called him and he was forced to obey.
The night was very dark, although it was not particularly late.
But there was no rain, and Random walked rapidly through the
village and down the road to the Fort. He caught a glimpse of
the lights of Mrs.
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