"Yet I am puzzled to understand how he found the
chance. There are no foreigners openly engaged in buying our national
secrets."
"I think I can explain all that, though it will be but guess-work,"
replied Daisy Huston, thoughtfully. "My father was for some years
minister to Sweden. He is still well acquainted among foreign diplomats
here in Washington. Some of them are often at our house. Donald must
have met one there who tempted him, or pointed the way to a fortune.
Yes; I am certain that must be the answer."
"Did--but perhaps you don't like my asking such questions?"
"No; I do not mind--now," replied Daisy Huston. "I began to feel as
though I had been an innocent party to Donald Graves's wrongdoing.
When I went to try to see you, this afternoon, I supposed only that
Donald had gotten into trouble through some filibustering expedition
to Central America. I did not look upon that as so serious, you see.
But selling the national secrets is quite another matter," she added,
bitterly. "I shall never care for the man again. I have wrenched
him from my heart in these last few minutes. So you may ask me any
questions that will help to clear up the matter.
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