"I've found the woman whom Patterson and I discovered dead last night,
and the strangest part about it is that she's alive and quite well."
"My dear fellow, are you mad?" he asked, looking at me strangely.
"People aren't in the habit of coming to life again, you know."
"I'm well aware of that," I responded. "Nevertheless, the fact remains
that the woman seen by Patterson and by myself is actually alive. I met
her in the park, and followed her home to New Hampton."
"Met her in the park!" he cried. "There was one woman I noticed,
fair-haired, and dressed in black."
"The same," I answered. "Fortunately I recognised her and kept her
under observation."
Then, in response to his demand, I related to him the whole circumstance
in detail.
"And her name?" he inquired, when I had concluded.
"Eva Glaslyn, daughter of Lady Glaslyn."
"Glaslyn!" he ejaculated. "Good heavens! Surely it can't be the same!"
"Why the same?" I inquired.
"Oh, nothing!" he answered evasively, quickly seeking to allay my
suspicions. "There was some mystery, or scandal, or something connected
with that family once, if I recollect aright. I may, however, be
mistaken in the name. At any rate, Mr. Urwin, you've acted with tact
and discretion, and discovered a most important fact."
"What have you been doing?" I asked.
"Well," he answered in hesitation, "the fact is, I've had a somewhat
exciting experience."
"Did you, then, discover the man?" I inquired anxiously.
"I met a man, but whether he was the one who made the appointment by
telephone I don't yet know," he said. "I waited until a quarter to one,
concealed behind some bushes, and presently saw a grey-haired old
gentleman, well-dressed in frock coat, and silk hat, strolling in my
direction. He was quite a dandy with well-pressed trousers, varnished
boots, gold-headed cane and single eyeglass. His air was that of a
lawyer or doctor. As if in search of some one he lingered in the
vicinity, subsequently sitting upon a seat at the very end of the lake,
the exact spot which had been indicated."
"And what did you do?"
"I waited and watched. There was no one near, yet from his sharp
glances in all directions I saw that he was in fear lest some one might
approach whom he didn't wish to see. He appeared violently agitated,
and at last, when he was entirely alone, he placed his hand into his
inner pocket, took out something, and rising from the seat with a swift
movement cast the object far away into the water."
"Something he wanted to get rid of. Suspicious, wasn't it?"
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