"There isn't much traffic here," he said, "and we know pretty well who comes and goes."
"But strangers sometimes pass through," I observed.
"That goes without saying," he responded.
"They might have travelled separately," suggested Bob.
"They might," said the station-master.
"It is hardly likely," I said aside to Bob, "that this would be the case. If Peterssen and M. Felix have come together again, Peterssen would not lose sight of his villainous partner; and neither of them would lose sight of the gentleman they have wronged."
I consulted the time-table. There was no other direct train to London that night, but a train passed through, without stopping, at 11.40. I inquired of the station-master whether it was possible for the train to stop a few seconds to take me up to London, and he answered that it could be managed. Having arranged the matter with him I left the station, accompanied by Bob and Sophy. Crawley lingered behind; he had a flask3 with him, out of which he took frequent drinks. I had already arrived at the conclusion that he would be of little assistance in tracking Dr. Peterssen, but as his evidence might be valuable in the event of our hunting Peterssen down I thought it advisable to keep him about us.
"What is your idea?" asked Bob, as we walked from the station to the inn.
"If I do not receive a satisfactory letter or telegram from London before eleven o'clock," I replied, "I shall go on to London to see Emilia."
"For what purpose?"
"To gain some information of M. Bordier. Something may come of it--I cannot say what; but to remain inactive would be fatal to our chances."
"Peterssen has a good start of us," said Bob. "He has given us check."
"But not checkmate, Bob. I have hopes that it remains4 with us to score the game."
Neither telegram nor letter had arrived for me at the inn, and a little after eleven I was at the station, awaiting the train. It was punctual to time, and stopped just long enough to enable me to jump in. Then we whirled on to London, which we reached at three o'clock in the morning. At such an hour a visit to Emilia was out of the question, and I had perforce to bide5 till morning. The delay gave me opportunity for a few hours' sleep, and at nine o'clock I was in the presence of Emilia. Although she received me with signs of perturbation I observed a change in her. Her eyes were brighter, and there was a certain joyousness6 in her manner which I was glad to see.
"You have had good news," I said.
"I have," she replied, "the best of good news. But what brings you again to London so unexpectedly, dear friend?"
I thought of the secret in my possession which identified Dr. Peterssen's patient, Number One, as Gerald Paget, whom she had mourned as dead for nineteen years. But I did not dare to whisper it to her lest I should inspire delusive7 hopes. The proof had yet to be established, and until that was done it would be best and most merciful to preserve silence.
"I come entirely8 upon your business," I said, "and I wish to get back at once."
"How good you are to me!" she murmured. "Never, never can I repay you for all your kindness."
"We will not speak of that. But you can give me some return now. I think I may truly say that I deserve your confidence."
"Indeed, indeed you do."
"I sent you a telegram yesterday."
"Yes, I received it."
"I expected one from you."
"I am sorry," she said, "but I had nothing to communicate, and M. Bordier desired me neither to write nor telegraph to anyone till he saw me. I was bound to obey him with so much at stake."
"Yes, I understand all that. He is aware that I am a reporter on a newspaper, and he fears I shall make improper9 use of information. I cannot blame him, but he is mistaken. Did not M. Bordier return to London yesterday?"
"No."
"He gave you instructions, then, by letter."
"By letter and telegrams."
She took from her pocket a letter, and two telegrams in their familiar buff-colored envelopes, and, after a little hesitation10, handed me the latter.
"I cannot think I am doing wrong in letting you see them," she said.
The first telegram ran: "I have good news, the best of news. Keep a good heart. Julian unites with me in love to you and Constance."
"His son is with him?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied. "Poor Julian!"
In my last interview with her, two days since, she had referred to Julian Bordier in the same pitying tone. I had not then asked for an explanation, and I had not time now. The moments were too precious to waste in questions which did not bear immediately upon the matter in hand. I read the second telegram: "We may be absent a day or two. Meanwhile send no letters or telegrams to any person whatsoever11. I particularly desire to avoid publicity12 of any kind. To Mr. Agnold, who has so generously and kindly13 befriended you, I will give a full explanation when we meet. Our united love."
For a moment or two I was nettled14, but I very soon got over the small feeling. Had I been present when M. Bordier surprised Bob Tucker in the inn and found the document in the secret drawer of the desk, he would doubtless have taken me into his confidence. It was natural that he should look upon Bob in a different light, for the probable reason that he supposed him to be a professional detective.
"M. Bordier," said Emilia, "repeats the injunction in his letter. I could not but obey him."
She read from the letter words to the same effect as the second telegram.
"You infer," I said, "from these communications that M. Bordier places no obstacles in the way of your daughter's union with his son."
"Yes," she replied; "it is my happy belief. My heart is lighter15 than it has been for months. I have endured what seemed to me an eternity16 of sorrow, but that has passed, and Heaven's light is shining upon my life."
She was transfigured. There was indeed a heavenly light in her eyes, and her manner was as that of one who had been raised from deepest woe17 to supreme18 happiness.
"I rejoice with you," I said, cordially. "Is it a breach19 of confidence for me to ask from what part of the country M. Bordier has written to you?"
"His letter bears no address," she said.
"Does he give you no information of what he has done and is about to do?"
"None."
"Nor of any discovery that has been made?"
"No."
She looked at me wistfully; I took her hand. As to certain matters there was on my part no motive20 for secrecy21. Why should I withhold22 from her even for an hour that which would strengthen the new-born hopes which animated23 her? To a heart so sorely bruised24 as hers had been, to one who had borne suffering so sweetly and patiently, it would be cruel to keep back the least word of comfort, and I narrated25 to her all that had taken place between M. Bordier and Bob. She was greatly excited when I told her of the recovery of the desk, of M. Bordier's search for the secret drawer, and of his subsequent discovery of the hidden document.
"It is the copy of the marriage certificate," she cried.
"That is my impression, and now I can relieve your mind of another discovery. It is our firm belief that the man who assumed the name of M. Felix lives."
I gave her our reasons for this belief, and made her acquainted with Bob's theory of the seizure26 which threw M. Felix into a state of unconsciousness and insensibility, and which was simply pronounced to be death. She was profoundly agitated27, and the grateful tears flowed down her face.
"I have been distracted by a horrible fear," she said, "that I was the indirect cause of his death. Surely Heaven sent you to my aid on the night we first met. Without you I should not have dared to move, and indeed whatever steps I might have taken must have proved futile28. Through you and your friends, Dr. Peterssen is unmasked, and my honor established. How I long to embrace that brave girl, Sophy! No reward can be too great for her, and M. Bordier, I am sure will do all in his power to advance her. Dear friend, dear friend! My words are weak--my heart is full."
She pressed my hand and kissed it, and she promised to let me know everything upon M. Bordier's return. I did not tell her why I was anxious to return to the village with as little delay as possible, but I incidentally showed her the photograph which I had found in M. Felix's rooms. Her tears bedewed it, she kissed it again and again.
"It is my dear husband's portrait," she sobbed29. "His name is in his own handwriting. Dear Gerald! They would have had me believe you false. Heaven forgive them for their treachery to you, to me!"
She begged me to leave the picture with her, but I was compelled to refuse; I needed it to track Dr. Peterssen and his patient. Of course I kept my reasons to myself, and I promised her that I would only retain the portrait a short time, and that it should soon be hers.
"I do not exactly know," I said, "where I shall be during the next few days; I may be travelling from place to place, but I shall continue to telegraph to you wherever I am; in order that you may communicate with me."
"But why do you go away again?" she asked; "you have discovered what you wished; nothing more remains to be done."
If she but knew, I thought, how different would be her desire--how she would urge me to fly, how she would implore30, entreat31, and urge me on!
"Much remains to be done," I said, "Dr. Peterssen must be found; he must not be allowed to escape."
"Leave him to Heaven's justice," she said.
"That will overtake him; but man's justice shall also be meted32 out to him. Would you leave Leonard Paget also in peace?"
"I would," she replied.
"He has squandered33 your fortune, but there may be some small portion left. It must be recovered; it will serve as your daughter's dowry."
"She needs none. M. Bordier and Julian will be content to take her as she is; and for me--has not happiness shone upon me in the darkest hour of my life? Let both those men go their way."
"No," I said, firmly, "my mission is not yet ended, and you, if you knew all, would not seek to restrain me."
She looked at me questioningly, and I accounted for my rash remark by saying, "There are public as well as private duties, my dear madam, and I should be false to my trust if I neglected the one for the other. I should like to shake hands with your daughter before I go."
She went from the room and returned with Constance, who received me cordially. As they stood side by side, their lovely countenances34 irradiated by thoughts of the bright future in store for them, I was glad to know that I had had some small share in their better fortune.
"It is something to have done," I said to myself as I hastened to the station, "to have assisted to bring joy to the hearts of two good women; this in itself is ample reward. Then, old fellow, you have gained two earnest and sincere friends. One of these fine days you shall go to Switzerland, and be witness of the happiness to which you have contributed. And if you can restore to the one a husband, to the other a father----"
I rubbed my hands and stepped on gaily35. The mystery of M. Felix had engaged and engrossed36 me for a considerable time, but I was never more interested in it than I was at the present moment. "I will not desist," thought I, "till the end is reached. A bitter ending for the snarers, a sweet ending for the snared37."
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