"I always have, Rob." "Then go with the doctor. We'll trust him. Now, not a word. If you keep me still talking, we shall have the police round here at the back, and be all taken before we can get away. Chester, I trust you, even if I am a scoundrel. Now then, out in the mews, and walk together. Take no notice of me, and don't think I am forsaking you, Marion. I must go, or you will be taken too." Chester took Marion's hand and drew it through his arm, as he stepped out into the mews, and making a desperate effort to preserve her calmness, the trembling girl walked steadily by his side as they made for the end of the place, Robert Clareborough passing them coolly enough on the other side, lighting a cigar as he walked on fairly fast. Just as Robert reached the end of the mews, a dozen yards in front of them, Marion started as if a sudden spasm had shot through her, for a couple of policemen suddenly turned the corner, hesitated as they saw him and seemed about to stop, but the young man's coolness saved him. For just as they were hesitating he turned off the narrow pavement into the road and crossed diagonally toward them. "Can you direct me to Vincent Square?" he said. One of the constables gave the route, with the firsts and seconds to right and left, and as Chester and Marion were passing, the young man said shortly--"Thanks, I see," and they heard his step behind, while the police continued their way down the mews. "I'll take a cab as soon as we get a little farther away. Try and be calm," whispered Chester. "Your brother has escaped." "Is--is he followed?" said Marion, faintly. "No; his coolness saved him. The police have gone on down the mews, but I dare not look round to see if they are on our track." She made no reply, but hung more heavily upon his arm, while he tried hard to recover his own composure and think out what was best to be done under the circumstances. His first thought had been to take a cab, but feeling that they might still be watched, or, if not, that the various cabmen about would be questioned as to whom they took up close to the mews, or else, upon the matter getting into the papers, that they might volunteer the information, he decided to make first for the railway, and with Marion hanging more and more heavily upon his arm he led her out into the main street, nodded to the first passing cab-driver, and said, "Victoria." "Where are you taking me?" said Marion, faintly, as he sank back beside her. "Where you will be safe," he replied, pressing her hand. "You have promised to trust me, so sit still and take no heed of the way I take you. I don't think we are watched, but it is impossible to say." He heard her draw her breath painfully, and as he glanced sideways he could read in her face the effort she was making. She saw that he was watching her, and met his eyes firmly. "Do you think Rob will escape?" she asked.