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IN THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY. 65 ‘Well, not exactly. Of course we want to clinch it.” ‘‘Have you seen the driver of the closed carriage?”’ _ “No. We have no means of identifying him except rec- _ognition by the man who drove the coupe. If a man should walk in here and say that he drove the closed car- ‘Triage, we'd examine him, of course, but we’ve been una- : ble yet to find that man. The thing being in the papers, ‘it may happen—in fact, it’s quite likely—that the miss- ing driver will turn up to-day. Cabmen are usually anx- : ious to please the department. I suppose the evidence of the cabman would be satisfactory, wouldn’t it??? _ “Quite, if I was satisfied that it was the man, and that he told the truth.”’ _ **T guess you’re hard to satisfy, Miss Hilman.”’ _ “*‘Mr. Bowker,’’ and Clara beamed on him with a smile “0 Sweet and radiant that he started with astonishment, “TIT think you are working hard and as faithfully as you know how to prove @ theory which you formed early in P fight to base iton. I shouldn’t think you’d do that, you know. Honestly, wouldn’t you rather find out the truth, even if it did upset your first theory?”’ _ Bowker stared in undisguised discomfort. , “If you’ve got any facts,” he said, ‘‘you’d ought to let us havethem. Of course we want to find out the truth. _ What is it you know, or think of?”’ d *‘No, thank you, Mr. Bowker,” responded Clara, rising, and still bewildering him with her lovely smiles; ‘‘you work along in your way and I’ll work in mine. When I learn that you’ve found anything worth considering, I may take you into my confidence;I might even co-operate “with you. Good-afternoon.’”’ _ Noone was more amazed at Clara’s coolness that her Cousin Louise. _“T don’t see how youcan do it, Clara,’’ she said when they were again in Pemberton Square. _ *Do you realize,’ returned Clara, ‘‘what might happen ifididn’t do something of this kind? Somebody must - your investigations, even before you had Lizzie White’s CONnniCcoooks (CO