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Henson had fallen asleep worn out with exhaustion, and Enid had instantly stopped the dreadful clamour of the bell. The silence that followed was almost as painful as the noise had been. On the coffin were wreaths of flowers. Enid sat in the drawing-room with the door open, where she could see everything, but was herself unseen.
"An important one, surely," Steel's voice came thin and clear. "Suppose that our dear friend chances to recognise it? ... No, don't ring off yet." "I'm not. Oh, you are speaking to the Exchange people ... Yes, yes; we shall be a long time yet ... Are you there? Well, Henson has never seen the star.
Mark the beautiful cunning of it. My word, we have a foe worthy of our steel to meet." "We? Do you mean to say that your enemy and mine is a common one?" "Certainly. When I found my foe I found yours." "And who may he be, by the same token?" "Reginald Henson. Mind you, I had no more idea of it than the dead when I went to Longdean Grange to-night.
On the whole, you see that our enemies are a little more awake than you give them credit for." Bell nodded thoughtfully. The information was of the greatest possible value to him. It told him quite plainly that Reginald Henson knew exactly what had happened. Under ordinary circumstances by this time Henson would be on his way to Littimer Castle, there to checkmate the man he had so deeply injured.
There must be another reason for It came to Chris in a moment. She saw the light quite plainly. "Mr. Smith," she said, eagerly, "where did you first meet Henson and Van Sneck?" "We first came together some eight years ago in Amsterdam." "Would you mind telling me what your business was?"
After that came the terrible family scandal between Lord Littimer and his wife. I cannot tell you anything of that, because I cannot speak with definite authority. But you could judge of the effect of it on Lady Littimer to-night." "I haven't the faintest recollection of seeing Lady Littimer to-night." "My dear fellow, the poor lady whom you met as Mrs. Henson is really Lady Littimer.
She accepted the idea quite seriously, saying that if you had a real, plausible way out of the trouble you might help her. And gradually our scheme was evolved. You were not to know, because of the possible danger to yourself." "At the hands of Reginald Henson, of course?" "Yes. Our scheme took a long time, but we got it worked out at last.
"I am much obliged to you," said Chris, gravely. "Was Dr. Bell a favourite once?" "Oh, immense. He had great influence over Lord Littimer. He but here comes Littimer in one of his moods. He appears to be angry about something." Littimer strode up, with a frown on his face and a telegram in his hand. Henson assumed to be mildly sympathetic. "I hope it is nothing serious?" he murmured.
That the abolition of slavery in Europe was mainly owing to Christianity. That at this present time Christianity is steadily working against slavery all over the world. Before I discuss the first proposition I must ask why the Old Testament is left out of account. Mr. Henson relegates it to a footnote, and there he declares "once for all, that the Mosaic Law has nothing to do with the question."
"I am going to bed," Enid said, wearily. "Goodnight." She went noiselessly upstairs, and Henson passed into the library. He was puzzled over this sudden end of Christiana Henson. He was half inclined to believe that she was not dead at all; he belonged to the class of men who believe nothing without proof. Well, he could easily ascertain that for himself.
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