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When you and he met at the inn " He paused, and looked at her. Her hands were beginning to tremble in his. "When you and Arnold Brinkworth met at the inn," he resumed, "the law of Scotland had made you a married woman. On the day, and at the hour, when he wrote those lines at the back of your letter to him, you were Geoffrey Delamayn's wedded wife!" He stopped, and looked at her again.
Delamayn's father is dangerously ill?" he asked, addressing himself to Arnold. "Dangerously ill, in London," Arnold answered. "Geoffrey must leave Windygates with me. The train I am traveling by meets the train his brother is traveling by, at the junction. I shall leave him at the second station from here." "Didn't you tell me that Lady Lundie was going to send you to the railway in a gig?"
He placed her on the bench in the garden, and waited by her, while Arnold and the policeman hurried into the cottage. "Where first?" asked Arnold. "The room the lady called from," said the policeman They mounted the stairs, and entered Anne's room. The gap in the wall was instantly observed by both of them. They looked through it. Geoffrey Delamayn's dead body lay on the floor.
Delamayn's " "Yes? The fellow who brought me a note from my brother this morning?" "He's expected back, Sir he's afraid he mustn't wait any longer." "Come here, and I'll give you the answer for him." He led the way to the writing-table, and referred to Julius's letter again. He ran his eye carelessly over it, until he reached the final lines: "Come to-morrow, and help us to receive Mrs. Glenarm."
But shall we say snug, Jones?" "And comfortable, Smith. I quite agree with you." Such was the judgment pronounced by the two choral gentlemen on Julius Delamayn's house in Scotland. It was, as usual with Smith and Jones, a sound judgment as far as it went.
Three gentlemen, at three different tables, were absorbed in a third, fourth, and fifth newspaper. They all alike went on with their reading without noticing the entrance of the stranger. Julius ventured on disturbing the waiter by asking for Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn. At the sound of that illustrious name the waiter looked up with a start. "Are you Mr. Delamayn's brother, Sir?" "Yes."
"I own I have behaved like a fool," the letter concluded, "in keeping Geoffrey Delamayn's secret for him as things have turned out. But how could I tell upon him without compromising Miss Silvester? Read her letter, and you will see what she says, and how generously she releases me. It's no use saying I am sorry I wasn't more cautious. The mischief is done.
Aweel! aweel! ye ha' gi'en me yer money, and I'll een gi' ye back gude measure for it, on my side. Mistress Glenarm's awa' in private incog, as they say to Jaffray Delamayn's brither at Swanhaven Lodge. Ye may rely on the information, and it's no' that easy to come at either. They've keepit it a secret as they think from a' the warld. Hech! hech!
He easily obtained the necessary directions for finding the cottage. But he was warned that Mr. Geoffrey Delamayn's trainer allowed nobody to see his patron at exercise, and that he would certainly be ordered off again the moment he appeared on the scene.
Speedwell abstained from mentioning that he had foreseen what would happen, at Windygates. All he said was, 'I had met Mr. Delamayn in society, and I felt interest enough in the case to pay him a visit with what result, you have seen yourself." "Did he tell you any thing about Delamayn's health?"
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