"Quite right," observed the doctor. "In such a matter as this any sensation in the Press might frustrate all your efforts to arrive at the truth." "Very well," answered Dick, a trifle disappointedly. "Of course you'll give nothing to anybody else. I want to be first in the field with it." "Of that I give you my word. Not a soul will know of this discovery outside the persons in this house at the present moment. Come, let's go upstairs and speak to Boyd," and while the doctor wished us good evening and left, my two friends accompanied me upstairs, where in the drawing-room the detectives were continuing their searching investigation. "The woman is decidedly good-looking, isn't she?" observed Cleugh as we entered. Instinctively I turned towards the chair in which the body was still reclining, but next instant, with a loud cry of dismay, which at the same moment was echoed by Patterson, I stood aghast, rigid, immovable. The sight which met our eyes was utterly bewildering. The woman we had discovered there, so lovely in form and feature, had a wealth of auburn hair, and eyes of a deep intense blue, while, amazing though it was, this woman before us was quite ten years older, dark-complexioned, with hair which in that light seemed blue-black, and half-closed eyes as dark as jet. "Good Heavens!" I gasped. "Look! Why, that is not the woman we found when we first entered this place--but another. Where is the fair girl?" "There's no fair girl," answered the detective Boyd, as all started back in surprise at my astounding assertion. "This is the woman we found, you must be mistaken." "No," Patterson declared in the low, hoarse voice of one filled with fear. "There is no mistake. When we first entered there was another woman here, younger, prettier, with light hair and blue eyes. This is the most unaccountable, most amazing and most inexplicable of all our discoveries." CHAPTER FIVE. THE SECOND WOMAN. The statement that the woman found by Patterson on his first entry there, and seen by me afterwards, had disappeared, was at first discredited by our companions. It seemed too astounding to be the truth, nevertheless there was now reclining in the same armchair a woman who certainly bore no resemblance whatever to the beautiful, fair-haired girl with eyes of such deep, pure blue--those eyes that had stared at me so horribly in the ghastly rigidity of death. I recollected that smile upon her lips, half of sarcasm, half of pleasure; that strange expression which had held me entranced yet horrified. She had disappeared, and here in her place was a dark-complexioned woman, older, nevertheless handsome--a woman in whose refined face was an air of romance and tragedy, and upon whose hand was the marriage bond. She, too, was dead. The doctor had examined her and pronounced life extinct. "How could this have occurred?" I exclaimed, turning to Patterson as soon as I had recovered from the shock of the astounding discovery.