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Updated: June 10, 2025
Hugesson Gastrell had accepted Lord Easterton's invitation to dine at the club, and the three men were seated near the fire as I entered, Easterton and Jack Osborne on one of the large settees, their visitor facing them in an arm-chair, with his back to me. I went towards them across the big room, apologizing for my unpunctuality, for I was nearly ten minutes late.
Some moments after the train had started again, he lowered it, and I saw his face. At once he raised his eyebrows in recognition; then, extending his hand, greeted me most cordially. I was face to face again with Hugesson Gastrell!
Struck me as rather a rum sort what? Couldn't quite make him out. Who is he and what is he? What's he do?" "I know as little about him as you do," I answered. "I know him only slightly we were staying at the same hotel in Geneva. I heard Lord Easterton, who was in here half an hour ago, saying he had let his house in Cumberland Place to a man named Gastrell Hugesson Gastrell.
We dined at a round table, and almost facing me were two unintelligent-looking women I had heard their names, but the names conveyed nothing to me. These women, both past middle age, somehow had the appearance of being extremely rich. They sat on either side of Hugesson Gastrell, whose conversation appeared to be amusing them immensely.
The mysterious affair in Grafton Street had been arranged they went on to say when threatened by Albeury with arrest if they refused to tell everything by Hugesson Gastrell and two accomplices, the two men with whom Osborne had entered into conversation on the night of Gastrell's reception in Cumberland Place, and it was a member of the gang, whose name I had not heard before the sole occupant of the house at the time who had questioned Osborne in the dark.
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