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John
left
me
,
and
a
few
minutes
later
I
saw
him
from
my
window
walking
slowly
across
the
grass
arm
in
arm
with
Cynthia
Murdoch
.
I
heard
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
call
“
Cynthia
”
impatiently
,
and
the
girl
started
and
ran
back
to
the
house
.
At
the
same
moment
,
a
man
stepped
out
from
the
shadow
of
a
tree
and
walked
slowly
in
the
same
direction
.
He
looked
about
forty
,
very
dark
with
a
melancholy
clean
-
shaven
face
.
Some
violent
emotion
seemed
to
be
mastering
him
.
He
looked
up
at
my
window
as
he
passed
,
and
I
recognized
him
,
though
he
had
changed
much
in
the
fifteen
years
that
had
elapsed
since
we
last
met
.
It
was
John
’
s
younger
brother
,
Lawrence
Cavendish
.
I
wondered
what
it
was
that
had
brought
that
singular
expression
to
his
face
.
Then
I
dismissed
him
from
my
mind
,
and
returned
to
the
contemplation
of
my
own
affairs
.
The
evening
passed
pleasantly
enough
;
and
I
dreamed
that
night
of
that
enigmatical
woman
,
Mary
Cavendish
.
The
next
morning
dawned
bright
and
sunny
,
and
I
was
full
of
the
anticipation
of
a
delightful
visit
.
I
did
not
see
Mrs
.
Cavendish
until
lunch
-
time
,
when
she
volunteered
to
take
me
for
a
walk
,
and
we
spent
a
charming
afternoon
roaming
in
the
woods
,
returning
to
the
house
about
five
.
As
we
entered
the
large
hall
,
John
beckoned
us
both
into
the
smoking
-
room
.
I
saw
at
once
by
his
face
that
something
disturbing
had
occurred
.
We
followed
him
in
,
and
he
shut
the
door
after
us
.
“
Look
here
,
Mary
,
there
’
s
the
deuce
of
a
mess
.
Evie
’
s
had
a
row
with
Alfred
Inglethorp
,
and
she
’
s
off
.
”
“
Evie
?
Off
?
”
John
nodded
gloomily
.
