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When it was over Morriston suggested that, not to waste the daylight, they should begin their tour of the house; he called upon Gifford to share the duties of guidance, and the party moved off. "Hope you haven't been bored all the morning, Hugh," Kelson said to his friend as they found themselves side by side. "Any news at the Lion? Has Henshaw turned up yet?" Gifford shook his head. "No.
He hated the idea of spying upon Edith Morriston; after all, if she chose to walk and talk with this man it was no business of his; but a supreme distrust of Henshaw, unreasonable enough, perhaps, but none the less keen, made him suspicious that the man might be playing some cowardly game, might have drawn the girl to him by unfair means.
Otherwise this would have come to light sooner. Anyhow it is a source of congratulation to Miss Tredworth and you, Edith. Of course you must have been in here." "I remember sitting just there; ugh!" Miss Tredworth said with a shudder. "I can swear to that," Kelson corroborated with a knowing smile. "You must have done the same or brushed against the sofa, Edith," Morriston said cheerfully.
The dance was an enjoyable affair, and, at any rate for the time, dispersed the depression which had hung over the party from Wynford. Gifford had engaged Miss Morriston for two waltzes, and after a turn or two in the second his partner said she felt tired and suggested they should sit out the rest of it.
As I was riding along the Loxford road this afternoon I met Dick Morriston, and he told me that another discovery of blood-stains has been made at Wynford. On a girl's ball-dress too. And on whose do you suppose it is?" "Not Miss Morriston's?" Gifford suggested breathlessly. Kelson nodded, with a slight look of surprise at the correctness of the guess. "Yes. Isn't it queer?
"Must have been," Morriston responded "or how could the door have been locked from the inside. I will send at once for the police, and we must have a doctor, although that is obviously useless." He went to the door, then turned. "Will you stay here or "
Piercy, with his archaeological knowledge, was able to tell the owner and Gifford a good deal about the ancient structure of which they had previously been ignorant. "The sunset would have been worth seeing from that top window," Morriston said, evidently perplexed and annoyed over the mystery of the locked door. "I can't make out what has happened."
"Apparently they have come to no definite conclusion," Morriston answered.
Gifford," Morriston said as the two friends were leaving, "whether you would care for a ramble over the old place. A man named Piercy has written to me for permission to go over the house; he is, it appears, writing a book on the antiquities of the county.
Morriston exclaimed with sudden recollection. "I introduced him to a partner." "I noticed the fellow," observed Lord Painswick, who also was calling. "Theatrical sort of chap. What has he done?" Kelson laughed. "Simply disappeared, that's all." "Disappeared!" There was a chorus of interest. "How do you mean?" Morriston asked.
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