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The plain truth is that I never laid eyes on him until Sir Henry Marquis pointed him out to me the day after I went down from here to London. It was in Piccadilly Circus. "There's your American," said Sir Henry. The girl paused for a few moments. There was profound silence. "And that isn't all of it. Nobody presented him to me. I deliberately picked him up!"
Was it not even possible that he had begun already to suspect? Again she recalled his intent look of the night before, and her heart misgave her. Had she betrayed herself? Had he seen behind the veil? She shivered at the thought, and for a few moments she was overwhelmingly afraid. How would she ever meet those eyes again?
Meanwhile, Ephraim was passing over the level road toward "home," feeling keener delight and longing with each step's advance, and when he came to a little branch trail, where a rude signpost stated the fact that he had come "Five miles from Marion," he made his first halt, sitting to rest for a few moments under the eucalyptus trees bordering the arroyo.
In fact, our women got together and decided voluntarily to do so, for the very reason that if an artificial covering must be put on, it might as well be one that is easy, for why spend an hour or more a day to change one's appearance, when it can be done in moments with a head covering? That is a great time saver for us.
"You must be more careful," said Chester, imitating the lieutenant's voice. "My friend and I came in a few moments ago and I didn't see you anywhere." "But I was right here, sir, or at least, only a few steps away," protested the soldier. "Well, I'll pass over it this time," said Chester, "but don't let it happen again. The prisoners might escape."
"See how peaceful everything is out there, Frank." After a few moments they strolled out together beneath the trees, where the shadows were heavy. Arm in arm, they walked up and down, pausing at intervals to listen to the music which came from the pavilion, where the dancers were again whirling over the polished floor. Suddenly they came face to face with a silent figure beneath the trees.
Why, then, should Deerfoot be perplexed over the matter, when even the mother of Jack expressed no fear concerning him? Why, indeed? That was the query which puzzled the young warrior. It has already been said it was the custom of Deerfoot to follow a certain inexplainable intuition which often came to his help in his moments of doubt.
Her confidence in her own surmises made it quite apparent that by some unknown means she was aware of the second victim. Indeed, a few moments later she said to me: "It is for this reason, Mr. Gregg, that I have sought you in confidence. Nobody must know that I have come here to you, or they would suspect; and if suspicion fell upon me it would bring upon me a fate worse than death.
Let us see what I do remember." Pettifer took a chair and sat for a few moments with his forehead wrinkled in a frown. Was he really trying to remember? His wife asked herself that question as she watched him. Or had he something to tell them which he meant to let fall in his own cautiously careless way? Mrs. Pettifer listened alertly.
He took a ticket to Pavlofsk, and determined to get there as fast as he could, but something stopped him; a reality, and not a fantasy, as he was inclined to think it. He was about to take his place in a carriage, when he suddenly threw away his ticket and came out again, disturbed and thoughtful. A few moments later, in the street, he recalled something that had bothered him all the afternoon.
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