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Mayne Lennox! Mention of that name brought before Chisholm's eyes a
grim and ghastly vision of the past--a past which he had fondly believed
was long ago dead and buried. There arose the face that had haunted him
so continuously, that white countenance which appeared to him in his
dreams and haunted him even in the moments of his greatest triumphs,
social and political.
The shabbily attired man patiently awaited an answer, his eyes fixed
upon the man before him.
"Yes," answered Dudley at last, with a strenuous effort to calm the
tumultuous beating of his heart.
"I was once acquainted with a man of that name."
His visitor slowly changed his position, and a strange half-smile played
about the corners of his mouth, as though that admission was the sum of
his desire.
"May I ask under what circumstances you met this person?" he inquired,
adding: "I am not asking through any idle motive of curiosity, but in
order to complete a series of inquiries I have in hand, it is necessary
for certain points to be absolutely clear."
"We met at a card-party in a friend's rooms," Dudley said. "I saw
something of him at Hastings, where he was spending the summer.
Afterwards, I believe, he went abroad. But we have not met for years."
"For how many years?"
"Oh, seven, or perhaps eight! I really could not say exactly."
"Are you certain that Mayne Lennox went abroad?" inquired Cator as
though suddenly interested.
"Yes. He told me that he had lived on the Continent for a great many
years, mostly in Italy, I think. He often spoke of a villa he had
outside Perugia, and I presume that he returned there."
"Ah, exactly!" said his visitor, again twisting his moustache, as was
his habit when deep in thought. "And you have not seen him for some
years?"
"No. But is it regarding Major Lennox that you are making inquiries?
He surely had no political connections?"
"My inquiries concern him indirectly," admitted the man with the hollow
cheeks. "I am seeking to discover him."
"Surely that will not be difficult. A retired officer is usually found
with the utmost ease."
"Yes. But from inquiries I have already made I have come to the
conclusion that he returned to England again. If so, my difficulty
increases." Dudley was silent for some moments. Was this man telling
the truth? he wondered.
"May I ask what is your object in discovering him?" he inquired, feeling
that as he had now answered Cator's questions he might be permitted to
ask some himself.
"I desire to ascertain from him certain facts which will elucidate what
remains at present a profound mystery," the other replied. "Indeed, a
statement by him will place in our hands a weapon by which we can thwart
certain of the Powers who are launching a powerful combination against
us."
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