CHAPTER VII.
That same evening, when dear "Idols" was gone, and I felt trebly alone,
Mrs. Shelfer came to say that her uncle John was there, and would be
glad to see me. Though he had been several times to ask how I was, he
had not seen me since the first day of my blindness.
After expressing his joy and surprise at my recovery, he assured me that
I must thank neither myself nor the doctor, but my luck in not having
touched the liquid until its strength was nearly expended.
"Have you any news for me?" I asked abruptly. As my strength returned,
the sense of my wrong grew hotter.
"Yes; and I fear you will think it bad news. You will lose my help for
awhile in your pursuit."
"How so? You talk of my luck; I am always unlucky."
"Because I am ordered abroad on a matter too nice and difficult for any
of my colleagues. To-morrow I leave England."
"How long shall you be away?"
"I cannot tell. Perhaps one year; perhaps two. Perhaps I may never
return. Over and above the danger, I am not so young as I was."
I felt dismayed, and stricken down. Was I never to have a chance? All
powers of earth and heaven and hell seemed to combine against me. Then
came a gleam of hope, obscured immediately by the remembrance of his
words.
"Are you going to Italy?"
"No. To Australia."
Thereupon all hope vanished, and for a time I could not say a word. At
last I said--
"Inspector Cutting, the least thing you can do before you go, and your
absolute duty now, is to tell me every single thing you found out, in
the course of your recent search. Something you must have learned, or
you would not have done what you did. All along I have felt that you
were hiding something from me. Now you can have no motive. Now I am
your successor in the secret; I, and no one else. To no other will I
commit the case. How much I have suffered from your secresy, none but
myself can know. Henceforth I will have no help. Three months you have
been on the track, and I almost believe that you have discovered
nothing."
I spoke so, partly through passion, partly in hope to taunt him into
disclosure. His chief weakness, as I knew well, was pride in his own
sagacity.
"You shall suffer no more. I had good reasons for hiding it, one of
them your own hastiness. Now I will tell you all I know. In fact, as
you well said, it has become my duty to do so, unless you will authorise
me to appoint a successor before I go."
"Certainly not. My confidence in you cannot be transferred to a
stranger."
"One chance more. Let me report the matter officially. It is possible
that my superiors may think it more important than my new mission, which
is to recover a large amount of property."
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