Desmond lighted his pipe and sat watching the ragged little Arab drinking the hot wine, never thinking for a moment that he was nourishing a viper--a viper that would turn and sting him. Honest himself, he never suspected wrong-doing in others, and while succouring this outcast he did not know he was doing an evil thing for himself. After Flip had finished the wine he declared he felt better, and with many asseverations of gratitude took leave of his benefactor. "Poor little devil!" said Desmond as he closed the door and saw the ragged little urchin scudding away into the darkness, "he seemed very bad--well I've done one good action, so perhaps it will bring me a reward." It did, and the reward was that next morning Myles Desmond of Bloomsbury, journalist, was arrested for the murder of Lena Sarschine. CHAPTER XI. ANOTHER COMPLICATION. Though he had arrested Myles Desmond, Dowker was by no means certain that he had got a hold of the right man. Judging from the conversation reported by Flip, Desmond himself appeared to have strong suspicions about Calliston, and Dowker in his own mind became convinced that there was some connection between the elopement of Lady Balscombe and the murder of Lena Sarschine. He wanted to find out the name of the woman who visited Lady Balscombe on the night of the murder, for a sudden thought had presented itself, that this unknown visitor might have been Lena Sarschine. But the idea seemed absurd, for a woman of such a character as Lord Calliston's mistress could hardly have the audacity to visit Lady Balscombe. "And yet," pondered Dowker, "I don't know--these two woman both loved the same man, and a free-lance like Lena Sarschine would not hesitate for a moment in slanging any woman who took her man away--but why did not Lady Balscombe kick up a row and order her to leave the house?--I'm hanged if I can get to the bottom of this!" At length Dowker decided that the best thing to be done would be to find out from some servant of the Balscombe household all that took place subsequent to Lady Balscombe's departure. First, however, he decided on seeing Lydia Fenny and finding out if Lena Sarschine had let fall any hint of calling on her rival. Lydia Fenny received the detective eagerly, as she evidently loved her mistress and wanted to do all in her power to further the ends of justice. As there was no time to be lost, Dowker plunged at once into the subject matter of his visit. "Did Miss Sarschine state on the night of her murder where she was going?" he asked. "Yes," replied Lydia, "as I told you before she said she was going to Lord Calliston's rooms." "Nowhere else?" "Not to my knowledge." "Humph! she did not make any remark that would lead you to believe she was going to Lady Balscombe's?" "Lady Balscombe's!" echoed Lydia in astonishment, "why what would she want to do there?"