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"How carefully you choose language. No, I merely wonder." "You have no apprehension?" "Not a scrap. But I confess to feeling curious." "Then the sea air hasn't taught you to recognise that the whole thing came from overstrain." "No," said Guildea, very drily. He walked on in silence for a minute. Then he added: "You thought it would?" "I certainly thought it might."
In two days' time he received a note from Guildea asking him to call, if possible, the same evening. This he was unable to do as he had an engagement to fulfil at some East End gathering. The following day was Sunday. He wrote saying he would come on the Monday, and got a wire shortly afterwards: "Yes, Monday come to dinner seven-thirty Guildea."
Guildea pursed up his thin lips and drew his brows down, giving to his face a look of sudden pain. "But now I intend to follow his investigations," he added, straightening his features. "The week I wasted at Westgate was not wasted by him in London, I can assure you. Have an apple." "No, thank you; no, thank you." The Father repeated the words without knowing that he did so.
Murchison, I found nobody new in the house yet I returned to this room entirely convinced that somebody had entered while I was in the Park." "And gone out again before you came back?" "No, had stayed, and was still in the house." "But, my dear Guildea," began the Father, now in great astonishment. "Surely " "I know what you want to say what I should want to say in your place. Now, do wait.
The Father was greatly moved by the strange helplessness and despair of the attitude. He laid his hand affectionately on Guildea's shoulder. "Then?" Guildea lifted his head. He looked painfully abashed. "Then, Murchison, I am ashamed to say I broke down, suddenly, unaccountably, in a way I should have thought wholly impossible to me. I struck out with my hands to thrust the thing away.
"I say that last night, as I was going upstairs to bed, I felt something accompanying me and nestling up against me." "How horrible!" exclaimed the Father, involuntarily. Guildea smiled drearily. "I will not deny the horror of it. I cannot, since I was compelled to call on Pitting for assistance." "But tell me what was it, at least what did it seem to be?" "It seemed to be a human being.
The whole matter is very strange. But till I hear, see, or feel as you do the presence of something, I cannot believe." "You mean that you will not?" "Perhaps. Well, it is time I went." Guildea did not try to detain him, but said, as he let him out, "Do me a favour, come again to-morrow night." The Father had an engagement. He hesitated, looked into the Professor's face and said, "I will.
Father Murchison spoke the last words with earnest gravity, dropping the half-bantering tone which they had both assumed. "You take the matter very seriously, I believe," said Guildea, also speaking more gravely. "How else can I take it? You wouldn't have me laugh at it when you tell it me seriously?" "No. If we find my visitor still in the house, I may even call upon you to exorcise it.
On the following morning Guildea left London. Father Murchison was so busy a man that he had little time for brooding over the affairs of others. During Guildea's week at the sea, however, the Father thought about him a great deal, with much wonder and some dismay.
"I'll soon find out." Guildea pressed the bell. Pitting stole in almost immediately. "Pitting," said the Professor, speaking in a high, sharp voice, "did anyone come into this room during my absence at the sea?" "Certainly not, sir, except the maids and me, sir." "Not a soul? You are certain?" "Perfectly certain, sir." The cold voice of the butler sounded surprised, almost resentful.
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