"I know for a fact that Shields is off
the scent."
"But he is not a fool," she answered hastily.
Wingate's smile was full of confidence.
"Dear," he said, "I do not believe that you have anything to fear. There
have been no loose ends left. Behind your front door is safety."
"The man Shields--I only saw him for a few minutes, but he impressed me,"
she sighed.
"Shields is, without doubt, a capable person," Wingate admitted, "but he
could only succeed in this case by blind guessing. Stanley Rees was
brought into this house through the mews, without observation from any
living person. Phipps, when he received that supposed message from you,
was only too anxious to come the same way. They left their respective
abodes for here in a secrecy which they themselves encouraged, for Rees
imagined that your husband had urgent need of him, and Phipps was ass
enough to believe that your summons meant what he wished it to mean.
There has been no leakage of information anywhere.--Honestly, Josephine,
I think that you may banish your fears."
"A woman's fears only, dear," she admitted, as she gave him her hands.
"Why did nature make my sex pessimists and yours optimists, I wonder? I
would so much rather look towards the sun."
"Soon," he promised her with a smile, "I shall dominate your subconscious
mind. You shall see the colours of life through my eyes.
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