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"
My
friend
ascended
with
the
doctor
to
the
chamber
of
death
while
I
remained
in
the
study
,
turning
the
whole
matter
over
and
over
in
my
head
,
and
feeling
as
sombre
as
ever
I
had
done
in
my
life
.
What
was
the
past
of
this
Trevor
,
pugilist
,
traveller
,
and
gold-digger
,
and
how
had
he
placed
himself
in
the
power
of
this
acid-faced
seaman
?
Why
,
too
,
should
he
faint
at
an
allusion
to
the
half-effaced
initials
upon
his
arm
and
die
of
fright
when
he
had
a
letter
from
Fordingham
?
Then
I
remembered
that
Fordingham
was
in
Hampshire
,
and
that
this
Mr.
Beddoes
,
whom
the
seaman
had
gone
to
visit
and
presumably
to
blackmail
,
had
also
been
mentioned
as
living
in
Hampshire
.
The
letter
,
then
,
might
either
come
from
Hudson
,
the
seaman
,
saying
that
he
had
betrayed
the
guilty
secret
which
appeared
to
exist
,
or
it
might
come
from
Beddoes
,
warning
an
old
confederate
that
such
a
betrayal
was
imminent
.
So
far
it
seemed
clear
enough
.
But
then
how
could
this
letter
be
trivial
and
grotesque
,
as
described
by
the
son
?
He
must
have
misread
it
.
If
so
,
it
must
have
been
one
of
those
ingenious
secret
codes
which
mean
one
thing
while
they
seem
to
mean
another
.
I
must
see
this
letter
.
If
there
was
a
hidden
meaning
in
it
,
I
was
confident
that
I
could
pluck
it
forth
.
For
an
hour
I
sat
pondering
over
it
in
the
gloom
,
until
at
last
a
weeping
maid
brought
in
a
lamp
,
and
close
at
her
heels
came
my
friend
Trevor
,
pale
but
composed
,
with
these
very
papers
which
lie
upon
my
knee
held
in
his
grasp
.
He
sat
down
opposite
to
me
,
drew
the
lamp
to
the
edge
of
the
table
,
and
handed
me
a
short
note
scribbled
,
as
you
see
,
upon
a
single
sheet
of
gray
paper
.
'
The
supply
of
game
for
London
is
going
steadily
up
,
"
it
ran
.
'
Head-keeper
Hudson
,
we
believe
,
has
been
now
told
to
receive
all
orders
for
fly-paper
and
for
preservation
of
your
hen-pheasant
's
life
.
'
"
I
daresay
my
face
looked
as
bewildered
as
yours
did
just
now
when
first
I
read
this
message
.
Then
I
reread
it
very
carefully
.
It
was
evidently
as
I
had
thought
,
and
some
secret
meaning
must
lie
buried
in
this
strange
combination
of
words
.
Or
could
it
be
that
there
was
a
prearranged
significance
to
such
phrases
as
'
fly-paper
"
and
'
hen-pheasant
'
?
Such
a
meaning
would
be
arbitrary
and
could
not
be
deduced
in
any
way
.
And
yet
I
was
loath
to
believe
that
this
was
the
case
,
and
the
presence
of
the
word
Hudson
seemed
to
show
that
the
subject
of
the
message
was
as
I
had
guessed
,
and
that
it
was
from
Beddoes
rather
than
the
sailor
.
I
tried
it
backward
,
but
the
combination
'
life
pheasant
's
hen
"
was
not
encouraging
.
Then
I
tried
alternate
words
,
but
neither
'
the
of
for
"
nor
'
supply
game
London
"
promised
to
throw
any
light
upon
it
.
"
And
then
in
an
instant
the
key
of
the
riddle
was
in
my
hands
,
and
I
saw
that
every
third
word
,
beginning
with
the
first
,
would
give
a
message
which
might
well
drive
old
Trevor
to
despair
.
"
It
was
short
and
terse
,
the
warning
,
as
I
now
read
it
to
my
companion
:
"
'
The
game
is
up
.
Hudson
has
told
all
.
Fly
for
your
life
.
'
"
Victor
Trevor
sank
his
face
into
his
shaking
hands
.
'
It
must
be
that
,
I
suppose
,
"
said
he
.
'
This
is
worse
than
death
,
for
it
means
disgrace
as
well
.
But
what
is
the
meaning
of
these
"
head-keepers
"
and
"
hen-pheasants
"
?
'
"
'
It
means
nothing
to
the
message
,
but
it
might
mean
a
good
deal
to
us
if
we
had
no
other
means
of
discovering
the
sender
.
You
see
that
he
has
begun
by
writing
"
The
...
game
...
is
,
"
and
so
on
.
Afterwards
he
had
,
to
fulfil
the
prearranged
cipher
,
to
fill
in
any
two
words
in
each
space
.
He
would
naturally
use
the
first
words
which
came
to
his
mind
,
and
if
there
were
so
many
which
referred
to
sport
among
them
,
you
may
be
tolerably
sure
that
he
is
either
an
ardent
shot
or
interested
in
breeding
.
Do
you
know
anything
of
this
Beddoes
?
'
"
'
Why
,
now
that
you
mention
it
,
"
said
he
,
'
I
remember
that
my
poor
father
used
to
have
an
invitation
from
him
to
shoot
over
his
preserves
every
autumn
.
'
"
'
Then
it
is
undoubtedly
from
him
that
the
note
comes
,
"
said
I.
