"Lucy," she said, "do you mean that Kazmah--"
"I mean that anything might happen, Rita. After all, we do possess a
police service in London, and one day there might be an accident.
Kazmah has certain influence, but it may be withdrawn. Rita, won't you
try?"
She was watching him closely, and now the pupils of her beautiful eyes
became dilated.
"You know something," she said slowly, "which you are keeping from
me."
He laughed and turned aside.
"I know that I am compelled to leave England again, Rita, for a time;
and I should be a happier man if I knew that you were not so utterly
dependent upon Kazmah."
"Oh, Lucy, are you going away again?"
"I must. But I shall not be absent long, I hope."
Rita sank down upon the settee from which she had risen, and was
silent for some time; then:
"I will try, Lucy," she promised. "I will go to Margaret Halley, as
she is always asking me to do."
"Good girl," said Pyne quietly. "It is just a question of making the
effort, Rita. You will succeed, with Margaret's help."
A short time later Sir Lucien left England, but throughout the last
week that he remained in London Rita spent a great part of every day
in his company. She had latterly begun to experience an odd kind of
remorse for her treatment of the inscrutably reserved baronet.
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