was being done for him.

"And now, Jimmie, for the good news. I have engaged the best detective
in this country for you," and she beckoned to the lawyer to come
forward.

"The best detective?"

"Yes. You need one as well as a lawyer. They're going to work
together--aren't you, Mr. Kenneth?"

"Indeed a detective can help us best at this stage of the game, I
think, Mr. Darcy," was the lawyer's answer. "I can look after the
court proceedings, when it comes time for them, but what we want most
is evidence tending to show that some one else, and not you, committed
this crime."

"As, most assuredly was the case!" and for the first time in days
Darcy's voice had its old ring and vigor in it.

"Of course, Jimmie boy," murmured Amy. "Now let me tell you all about
it. They say I can't stay very long, so I'll have to talk fast, and
you must listen--mostly. Now what do you say to--Colonel Ashley?" and
Amy looked triumphantly at her lover.

"Colonel Ashley?"

"Yes. As the detective who is going to help prove you innocent by
discovering the real--ugh! I hate to say it--_murderer_?"