When the detective parted from Miss Lamb he was more and more convinced
that the beautiful sister of the criminal was honest, and really
intended to put him on a "lay" that would indeed advance him to the top
rung of the profession.
An hour later Oscar met Cad, who wore a very serious look upon her face,
and she waited for a little time, when with a glitter in her eyes she
demanded:
"Who was that creature you dined with to-day?"
Oscar laughed in a merry way. He read the thoughts that were chasing
through Cad's mind, or, rather, he _imagined_ he did so.
"Did you see her, Cad?"
"Yes."
"Did you mark her beautiful, innocent face?"
"Her innocent face?" repeated Cad in a sneering tone.
"Yes, innocent face."
Cad fixed her brilliant black eyes on her partner, and her lovely face
was ashen white and her voice trembled as she asked in what might be
termed a husky voice:
"Are you joking, Oscar, or were you really deceived?"
"I was not deceived, Cad."
There came a look of relief to the Italian girl's face as she said in a
less sharp tone:
"What a goose I was; certainly you were not deceived by that vixen."
Oscar started.
"What do you mean, Cad?"
Again there came a glitter to the girl's eyes as she said in a cold,
incisive tone:
"Oscar, I really believe you are in earnest, and were deceived by that
expert schemer.
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