"You can't now seek to shield Miss Glaslyn," he had remarked when we had
been waiting for the train on Richmond platform. "The proofs are far
too strong. If we could only discover the author of those type-written
letters we would be able to find out what the Silence refers to, and to
move with much more certainty. As we can't, we must fix our theory
firmly and act boldly upon it."
"Do you mean that you intend to apply for a warrant against her?" I
inquired, dismayed.
"We shall obtain one against somebody, but who it may be of course
depends entirely upon the result of our subsequent investigations.
People don't keep bodies locked up in their houses without some very
strong motive."
It now struck me as exceedingly strange why Eva should have been so
anxious to prevent me revisiting Riverdene. She had hinted that the
Blains were my enemies, yet was it not more likely that my presence
reminded her too vividly of her sin, and she also feared the vengeance
of Mary Blain? There was undoubtedly some deep motive underlying this
effort to prevent me visiting the Blains, but as I reflected upon it I
failed to decide what it might be. She had spoken of it as though it
were for my benefit, and as if she had my welfare at heart, yet I could
not fail to detect how hollow was the sham, for the Blains were my
friends of long standing, and since my visit at Mary's request my
welcome had always been a most cordial one.
Mary had certainly no cause for jealousy, for she and I had on several
occasions, when alone on the river, spoken of the past. She had,
indeed, ridiculed my boyish love for her, and observed that we were both
older and more discreet nowadays. I had long been assured by her words
and her attitude that her affection for me--if she had really ever
entertained any--had entirely passed away.
No, I could not understand Eva's present attitude. It was entirely an
enigma. She seemed filled with some nameless terror, the reason of
which our discoveries seemed to prove up to the hilt.
Day followed day, each to me full of anxiety and bewilderment. On
parting from Boyd he had told me to remain in patience until he
communicated with me. I was not to return to Riverdene, neither was I
to mention a single word to Dick regarding recent occurrences.
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