Detective and mystery stories; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
"The smallpox!" echoed Claude, in a tone of horror. "Poor creature, she
is a dead woman!"
"I don't know so much about that. She may recover."
"She may recover from the disease," said the young man gloomily; "but
not from the blow to her vanity. Many a time has she told me that if she
lost her looks she would kill herself. You mark my words, Tait, within
the week we will hear of her death."
And with these prophetic words Claude retired to his room.
Tait had no time to think of this conversation, being occupied with
anticipation regarding the meeting of Captain Larcher and his wife; but
it so happened that Claude's prognostications occurred to him when the
truth of the Horriston tragedy was discovered, and that was not long
afterward. Perhaps, like the young men, Fate herself grew weary of an
affair which had dragged on for twenty-five years. At all events she
brought matters to a conclusion with almost inconceivable rapidity.
The first step toward the end was the meeting of husband and wife, which
took place at Clarence Cottage, Hampstead, during the afternoon of the
next day. In company with his son and Tait, the old gentleman drove to
the railway station, some three miles distant, and took the up express.
When established comfortably in a first-class smoking carriage--for
Captain Larcher was fond of a pipe--he resumed the conversation with
Tait which had been broken off on the previous night. This time the
subject was Hilliston and his doings.
"I have been thinking over your suspicions regarding Hilliston," he
said, addressing himself more directly to Tait, "and I confess that it
is difficult to reconcile some of his actions with your view that he is
guilty. Claude, as you know, was ignorant of the Horriston tragedy until
enlightened by Hilliston."
"I know that, my dear sir," said Tait quietly, "Hilliston certainly
placed the papers containing the account of the matter in Claude's
hands, but he was forced to do so by the action of Mrs. Bezel--I beg
pardon, Mrs. Larcher."
"Continue to call her Mrs. Bezel, if you please. I prefer it so. How did
she force Hilliston to confide in Claude."
"Because she read the book 'A Whim of Fate,' and seeing the tragedy
therein described, she wrote asking Claude to see her with the intention
of telling him all. As you may guess, her story differs materially from
that of Hilliston's, so of two evils, choosing the least, he determined
to forestall her and inform Claude of the matter."
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