Chapter 41

"But I do mean to say," he said. "Mrs. Dallas and Lady Hounslow are one and the same person. And with Mrs. Dallas I travelled for a month right up the White Nile. She did what she wanted, and she found what she wanted, and she proved herself to be what I said she was--a rotten woman, rotten to the core." * * * * * And now memory was stirring in earnest. Still on our homeward journey, we had left the _Andaman_ at Port Said. And the first person we ran into was a dark-skinned man in Europe…