Mrs. Elroy, for want of something better to do, looked over some back copies of the Torquay _Times_, and came across an account of the races. She saw Picton Woodridge had ridden four winners, which surprised her not a little; she had not seen him for years, had no desire to meet him. Then she read about the escape from Dartmoor; there was not much about it, she gleaned very little fresh information. A paragraph that attracted her close attention was about Picton Woodridge's yacht, the _Sea-mew_. A description of it was given and at the end it stated, "She left the bay during the night, her departure was rather unexpected." Picton Woodridge's yacht in Torbay at the time Hector escaped from Dartmoor. Was this a coincidence, or was it part of a well-laid plan? She shivered, felt cold, a chill passed over her. She rang the bell and ordered a brandy; this put new life into her for the moment. Her brain worked actively; she was piecing things together. The _Sea-mew_ left in the night unexpectedly. Why? Had Hector Woodridge contrived to board her? Had Picton and Captain Ben Bruce helped him? The thought tormented her, she could not sleep, she tossed uneasily on her bed. "He's dead! Hackler says so, the boatman says so; he could not live on the moor. It is impossible. How could he reach the _Sea-mew_? Supposing he seeks me out, what would he do?" A cold perspiration broke out over her body. "He'd kill me if I didn't speak," she said with a shudder. CHAPTER XIV NOT RECOGNIZED The _Sea-mew_ cruised about from one place to another and Hector Woodridge recovered his health and strength; but he was a changed man. Even Picton thought it difficult to recognize him; he would not have done so had he met him in the street. Captain Ben said: "It is quite safe for you to go ashore. You are supposed to be dead; you must take another name." "William Rolfe--how will that do?" said Hector. "As good as any other," said Picton. "We'll test it. You come to Haverton as William Rolfe to look at the horses, and if Sarah Yeoman and Blackett don't recognize you it will be proof positive there is no danger." It was early in August when Hector Woodridge, as William Rolfe, came to Haverton. Mrs. Yeoman did not recognize him, nor did the trainer, although the former thought his face familiar. The change in Hector was extraordinary. Not only was his appearance entirely different, but his voice, manner, everything about him was that of another man. Mrs. Yeoman and Blackett were not enlightened as to his identity. Hector was glad they did not recognize him; he was careful to give them no clue to his identity, although occasionally when off his guard he almost betrayed himself by showing his knowledge of the house and its surroundings. Amos Kidd, the head gardener, as he saw him walking about, thought: "He must have been here before, but I don't recollect seeing him."