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The double is perfect," laughed St. John over the phone.
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THE moment after she had sign the hotel register, Rokane Bellairs went at once to her room. She was conscious of all the stares that followed her, but she realized that in the game she was playing it meant everything to appear mysterious. So she swept through the lobby and into the elevator, apparently unmindful of the commotion she was creating among the other hotel guests.
Once in her room, she glanced furtively about her, laid off her wraps, and, going to the door, turned the key. Then she went to the switch in the wall and flashed the electric light twice. An instant later, she heard a step outside the window, and a soft sound as it was shoved upward.
As Rokane stood waiting, a half suspicion of a scowl crossed her face. She was thinking of something she had seen only a few moments before, as she arrived at the hotel. She had stood in the entrance, unseen, and watched a machine drive up, saw a tall, well-dressed man about town hand a smiling girl out of the car with sufficient marked attention to arouse her own displeasure. Rokane had pledged herself not to reveal that she knew Kittredge St. John, this popular member of Milville society, but she saw no reason why he should
take advantage of the secrecy by making love to another woman. She was sure he was kinder to that young debutante, Dorothy Paget, than was necessary. Yet she knew that it would be folly to upbraid him, for in all her past dealings with Kift she had found him fatally stubborn when she tried to force him to anything.
All these thoughts shot through her brain as she heard the noise at the window. A hidden pain and anger gnawed at her heart, yet she knew it was useless to object. She affected a joyful smile as a dark form stepped into the room and crossed to her.
"Kitt!" she whispered. "I knew you'd come. It's seemed so long since I saw you last — and we have only been separated a month !"
"Yes, dear," assented Kitt, taking her in his arms, "but much has happened in the month. I've gotten in as soft as velvet with the bunch in this town. They ask me everywhere, and include me in everything. The time is nearly ripe to pull off our little job here. That's why I sent for you."
"Well, here I am. I came as quickly as I could, and as secretly. No one has the least idea that we know each other, and the guests who were downstairs tonight— well, thev nearly looked their