Call round and see me whenever
you wish."
He laid the receiver down and the reflection on the mirror faded away.
Lenora started up and hastily put on her coat and hat, which were still
lying on the chair.
"I am going right down to the Professor's," she announced.
"What do you think you can do there?" Laura asked.
"I am going to see if I can find out what that man burnt," she replied. "I
will be back in an hour."
Laura walked with her as far as the street car, and very soon afterwards
Lenora found herself knocking at the Professor's front door. Craig
admitted her almost at once. For a moment he seemed to shiver as he
recognised her. The weakness, however, was only momentary. He showed her
into the study with grave deference. The Professor was still immersed in
his work. He greeted her kindly, and with a little sigh laid down his pen.
"Well, young lady," he said, "have you thought of something I can do?"
She took no notice of the chair to which he pointed, and rested her hand
upon his shoulder.
"Professor," she begged, "go and see Mr. Quest! He is in the Tombs prison.
It would be the kindest thing any one could possibly do."
The Professor glanced regretfully at his manuscript, but he did not
hesitate. He rose promptly to his feet.
"If you think he would appreciate it, I will go at once," he decided.
Her face shone with gratitude.
"That is really very kind of you, Professor," she declared.
"I will send for my coat and we will go together, if you like," he
suggested.
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