But I give you my word, Inspector Kerry, that I have withheld nothing
from you any more than from him."
"Him!" snapped Kerry, eyes fiercely ablaze.
"From the Home Office representative--before whom I have already given
evidence."
Chief Inspector Kerry took up his hat, cane and overall from the chair
upon which he had placed them and, his face a savage red mask, bowed
with a fine courtesy. He burned to learn particulars; he disdained to
obtain them from a woman.
"Good morning, Miss Halley," he said. "I am greatly indebted to you."
He walked stiffly from the room and out of the flat without waiting
for a servant to open the door.
PART SECOND
MRS. SIN
CHAPTER XII
THE MAID OF THE MASQUE
The past life of Mrs. Monte Irvin, in which at this time three
distinct groups of investigators became interested--namely, those of
Whitehall, Scotland Yard, and Fleet Street--was of a character to have
horrified the prudish, but to have excited the compassion of the wise.
Daughter of a struggling suburban solicitor, Rita Esden, at the age of
seventeen, from a delicate and rather commonplace child began to
develop into a singularly pretty girl of an elusive and fascinating
type of beauty, almost ethereal in her dainty coloring, and possessed
of large and remarkably fine eyes, together with a wealth of copper-
red hair, a crown which seemed too heavy for her slender neck to
support.
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