CHAPTER VIII

Fay Meets an Old Friend The mind of Valerie Howett was in a turmoil. Sheer blank despair, resentment, and a sense of foolishness, were her predominant emotions. "My dear," said her father, when she told him. "I just had to do it. You are more to me than anything in this whole wide world, and I couldn't afford to take a risk." "But why didn't you tell me he was a detective?" For once the saturnine face of Walter Howett creased in a wintry smile. "But, daddy, he's been watching me all the time and following me around…