At that moment it seemed to Anne that her presentiments were about to become true, and she waited with vague terror for his next speech. Ted did not open his mouth for some minutes, being fully occupied in making fast his boat prior to landing. In spite of the importance of the interview, and his desire to prepare Anne for the immediate coming of Fanks, he did not hurry himself, but executed his task with the utmost deliberation. On her part the girl held her peace, and not until her lover had taken her in his arms to kiss her passionately did she speak. Then she led him to the summerhouse--out of sight of Mrs. Colmer at the window--and broached the subject which was uppermost in her mind. "Ted," she asked in a low voice, "is there any danger?" "There is a great deal of danger." "From what quarter?" "From the worst of all quarters. Fanks has found you out." "Ah!" she sat back suddenly and her face turned pale with apprehension. "Is he here?" Hersham nodded. "I sent a telegram to warn you not to answer his questions." "I did not receive it." "I guessed you would not," replied her lover, with a nod. "Fanks visited me to-day, and left me with the intention of coming down here to see you. I sent the wire. Then I fancied that he might manage to get it delayed at the office here. I did not dare to go by Waterloo, as I made sure he would have the station watched. In this dilemma there was nothing left for me to do but to come down on my bicycle, which I did. I rode to Warby's boat-house, left my machine there, and came on to warn you." Anne considered for a few minutes. "How was it that Mr. Fanks found me out?" she asked anxiously. "He saw your portrait in my rooms." "What was he doing in your rooms?" "He came to question me about the cross tattooed on my arm." "Did you tell him anything?" "Nothing! What could I tell him? I am quite unaware how the cross came to be there. But with regard to his recognition of you; how was it that you went to the chambers of that dead scoundrel?" "I went to get a photograph of Emma's that was in the possession of her late husband." "Why did you wish to get the photograph?" "It had some writing on the back, which may implicate another person in this trouble of the death. I think," she added, pointedly, "that you can guess the name of that person." "I think I can," replied Hersham, gloomily, "and the worst of it is that Fanks will certainly find out that name." "Impossible! I may be able to thwart him on that point." "I hope so; but you do not know the man as I do. He is the most patient and pertinacious of men. He will stick to this case until he has the assassin of Sir Gregory in jail." "God forbid!" ejaculated Anne, with a shudder. "Amen to that!" answered Hersham. "Oh, Anne, my dear Anne," he continued, taking her hand, "how I wish we could end all this and fly to the ends of the earth!"