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'Tis the Earl of Leicester's company, too," and pushing the door still farther open, he pointed out to Edmund Wynne's astonished eyes one of the rudely extemporised platforms which passed in those days for stages.
It is difficult to imagine a more embarrassing situation for the professional sleuth than to find himself suddenly taken into the confidence of the person he is shadowing. But was he being taken into Mr. Wynne's confidence? Ah! That was the question! Admitting that Mr.
Almost before the carriage had come to a stand-still, Berenice put her head out of the window and called as cheerily as she could: "All right, grandmamma." She could not keep her voice steady, and she could only try to carry off her emotion by a laugh which was rather shaky and hysterical. She could not rise, for Wynne's head was on her shoulder.
It was in Wynne's cottage, and I sat on the floor with her wet cheeks close to mine, saying, 'She leaves me alone. Tom tried to console me by telling me that Winifred would soon come back. 'But when? I said. 'Next year, said Tom. He might as well have said next century, for any consolation it gave me. The idea of a year without her was altogether beyond my grasp. It seemed infinite.
"Let 'em take every penny I've got, so long as they solve the thing! But I can't get away from it I just can't. Hangs over me night and day like the sword of Damocles! Until the mystery of Wynne's disappearance is cleared up, I tell you 'Toinette and I can't marry. She feels the same. And and we've the house all ready, you know, everything fixed and in order, except this.
At mid-day some guns on Wynne's left front opened on the batteries, but not a shot was fired by the Boers in the trenches. Already one field battery had been detached from the left of the line of guns, the first movement in the real attack, and had taken up a position to cover the pontoon troop which was throwing a bridge across the Tugela near Hunger's Drift.
He had expected that the promised supports would secure his left flank by seizing Horseshoe Hill, and in default he was compelled to detach a portion of his own scanty force against it. At sunset the cutting edge of the advancing wedge was touching the enemy, but was unable to break into him, and Briton and Boer were face to face on Wynne's Hill and on Horseshoe Hill.
"Well, what do you know about it?" inquired Chief Arkwright abruptly. Mr. Wynne was himself again instantly the calm, self-certain perfectly poised young man of affairs. He glanced at the chief, then shot a quick, inquiring look at Mr. Czenki. Almost imperceptibly the diamond expert shook his head. Then Mr. Wynne's eyes turned upon Mr. Birnes.
"Better be getting out and form a search party," he said quietly. "If nothing turns up well, Nigel needn't know we've been out. But there's more in this than meets the eye, boys. Frankly, I don't like it. Wynne's a brute, but he never liked practical joking. It's my private opinion that he would have returned by now if something hadn't happened to him. We'll wait till dawn, and then we'll go.
"My lord and master, good-night. Ladies, remember that it will be Lent in ten minutes." She took Wynne's arm, and together the black-robed figures went down the length of the room. The music had for the moment stopped, and it seemed to Maurice as if his presence had brought a chill to the whole gay scene. He was inwardly raging, angry to have been used by Mrs.
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