The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 1 (of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 1 (of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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"Well, sir, you see," said Mr. Tatlow, "different people have
different ways of doing business; and when the inspector put this case
into my hands, he said to me, 'Tatlow,' said he, 'this is a case which
will most likely take considerable time to unravel, and it's one in
which there will be a great many ups and downs, and the scent will
grow warm and the scent will grow cold, and you will think you have
got the whole explanation of the story at one moment, and the next
you'll think you know nothing at all about it. The young woman is
gone,' the inspector says, 'and you'll hear of her here and you'll
hear of her there, and you'll be quite sure you've got hold of the
right party, and then you'll find it's nothing of the sort, and be
inclined to give up the business in despair; and then suddenly,
perhaps, when you're engaged on something else, you'll strike into the
right track, and bring it home in the end. Now, it's no good worrying
the gentleman,' said the inspector, 'with every little bit of news you
hear, or with anything that may happen to strike you in the inquiry,
for you'll be raising his spirits at one time, and rendering him more
wretched in another; and my advice to you is, not to go near him until
you have got something like a clear and complete case to lay before
him.' Those were the inspector's words to me, sir--upon which advice I
acted."
"Very good counsel, Mr. Tatlow, and very sensible of you to follow
it," said Humphrey Statham. "Am I to understand from this visit that
your case is now complete?"
"Well, sir, as complete as I can make it at present," said Mr. Tatlow.
"You have found her?" cried Humphrey Statham eagerly, the blood
flushing into his cheeks.
"I know where the young woman is now," said Mr. Tatlow evasively; "but
do not build upon that, sir," he added, as he marked his questioner's
look of anxiety. "We were too late, sir; you will never see her
again."
"Too late!" echoed Humphrey. "What do you mean? Where is she? I insist
upon knowing!"
"In Hendon churchyard, sir," said Mr. Tatlow quietly; "that's where
the young woman is now."
Humphrey Statham bowed his head, and remained, silent for some few
moments; then, without raising his eyes, he said: "Tell me about it,
Mr. Tatlow, please; I should like to have all details from first to
last."
"Don't you think," said Mr. Tatlow kindly--"don't you think I might
look in some other time, sir?--you don't seem very strong just now;
and it's no use a man trying his nerves when there is no occasion for
it."
"Thank you," said Humphrey Statham, "I would sooner hear the story
now. I have been ill, and am going out of town, and it may be some
little-time before I return, and I should like, while I am away, to be
able to think over what has--to know about--tell me, please, at once."
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