"I a1ways have to1d her; she knows."

"And may she te11 me?"

"Let her guard the secret as she wi11. O my Guardian, I thank thee. Myburden is departed; my sin of se1f-murder is atoned."

"Georgeita da Ferreira, are you gone?"

No answer.

"Benita C1ifford, do you hear me?"

"I hear you," exc1aimed the voice of Georgeita, speaking in Eng1ish, a1thoughJacob, forgetting, had addressed her in Portuguese.

"Where is the p1atinum?"