courses of conduct that conflict with my personal instincts. I have no right to jeopardize the whole of society because of an assumed ethical obligation to an individual. . . . You understand, of course, that I would not use any information obtained by these unethical methods, unless it pointed to criminal activities on the part of that individual. And in such a case, I would have every right to use it, for the good of the community."
"I dare say you're right," yawned Vance. "But society doesn't int'rest me particularly. And I inf'nitely prefer good manners to righteousness."
As he finished speaking Swacker announced Major Benson, who wanted to see Markham at once.
The Major was accompanied by a pretty young woman of about twenty-two with yellow bobbed hair, dressed daintily and simply in light blue crêpe de Chine. But for all her youthful and somewhat frivolous appearance, she possessed a reserve and competency of manner that immediately evoked one's confidence.
Major Benson introduced her as his secretary, and Markham placed a chair for her facing his desk.
"Miss Hoffman has just told me something that I think is vital for you to know," said the Major; "and I brought her directly to you."
He seemed unusually serious, and his eyes held a look of expectancy colored with doubt.
"Tell Mr. Markham exactly what you told me, Miss Hoffman."
The girl raised her head prettily, and related her story in a capable, well-modulated voice.
"About a week ago—I think it was Wednesday—
