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Of course, I am familiar with your reputation, Dr. Cairn, as a psychical specialist ?" "Pardon me, but from whom have you learnt of it?" "From Mr. Ferrara," she answered simply. "He has assured me that you are the greatest living authority upon such matters." Dr. Cairn turned his head aside. "Ah!" he said grimly. "And I want to ask you a question," continued Lady Lashmore.
"It is not necessarily significant, of course; Lord Lashmore in all probability will outlive Ferrara, who looked even more pallid than usual." "You regard him as an utterly unscrupulous fortune-hunter?" "Certainly." "Did Lady Lashmore appear to be in good health?" "Perfectly." "Ah!" A silence fell, of some considerable duration, then: "Antony Ferrara is a menace to society," said Robert Cairn.
We came too late " "Lady Lashmore " "Until the Pyramid of Méydûm is pulled down, stone by stone, the world will never know her fate! Sime and I have looked in at the gate of hell! Only the hand of God plucked us back! Look!" He pointed to Sime. He lay, pallid, with closed eyes and his hair was abundantly streaked with white!
He was shaky, of course. I called again at nine o'clock that morning, and found him progressing favourably. When I had dressed the wounds " "Wounds?" "There were two actually; I will tell you in a moment. I asked Lord Lashmore for an explanation.
She was white and still and the physician had been engaged in bathing a huge bruise upon her temple. "She'll be all right," said Sir Elwin; "she has sustained a tremendous blow, as you see. But Lord Lashmore " Dr. Cairn stepped closer to the dead man. "Heart," he said. "He died of sheer horror." He turned to Chambers, who stood in the open doorway behind him.
There had been a slight hemorrhage from the throat, too." "What! Tuberculous?" "I fear so. Fright would not produce hemorrhage in the case of a healthy subject, would it?" Dr. Cairn shook his head. He was obviously perplexed. "And Lord Lashmore?" he asked. "The marks were there again," replied Sir Elwin; "rather lower on the neck. But they were quite superficial.
Her creamy skin had a golden quality, as though it had absorbed within its velvet texture something of the sunshine of the South. She greeted Dr. Cairn without cordiality. "I am delighted to find you looking so well, Lady Lashmore," said the doctor. "Your appearance quite confirms my opinion." "Your opinion of what, Dr. Cairn?" "Of the nature of your recent seizure.
It was possible, just possible, Cairn; but it didn't satisfy me and I could see that it didn't satisfy Lady Lashmore. However, when we were alone, Lashmore told me the real facts." "He had been concealing the truth?" "Largely for his wife's sake, I fancy. He was anxious to spare her the alarm which, knowing the truth, she must have experienced.
I found the house upside-down, and Lady Lashmore, with a dressing-gown thrown over her nightdress, engaged in bathing a bad wound in her husband's throat." "What! Attempted suicide?" "My first idea, naturally. But a glance at the wound set me wondering.
You would appear to know much of my family's black secret; perhaps you know where that room lies at Dhoon?" "Certainly, I do," replied Dr. Cairn calmly; "it is under the moat, some thirty yards west of the former drawbridge." Lord Lashmore changed colour. When he spoke again his voice had lost its timbre. "Perhaps you know what it contains." "I do.
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