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"
I
know
Mr.
Malcolm
Ross
,
miss
.
Perhaps
he
will
remember
I
had
the
honour
of
working
with
him
in
the
Brixton
Coining
case
.
"
I
had
not
at
first
glance
noticed
who
it
was
,
my
whole
attention
having
been
taken
with
Miss
Trelawny
.
"
Of
course
,
Superintendent
Dolan
,
I
remember
very
well
!
"
I
said
as
we
shook
hands
.
I
could
not
but
note
that
the
acquaintanceship
seemed
a
relief
to
Miss
Trelawny
.
There
was
a
certain
vague
uneasiness
in
her
manner
which
took
my
attention
;
instinctively
I
felt
that
it
would
be
less
embarrassing
for
her
to
speak
with
me
alone
.
So
I
said
to
the
Superintendent
:
"
Perhaps
it
will
be
better
if
Miss
Trelawny
will
see
me
alone
for
a
few
minutes
.
You
,
of
course
,
have
already
heard
all
she
knows
;
and
I
shall
understand
better
how
things
are
if
I
may
ask
some
questions
.
I
will
then
talk
the
matter
over
with
you
if
I
may
.
"
"
I
shall
be
glad
to
be
of
what
service
I
can
,
sir
,
"
he
answered
heartily
.
Following
Miss
Trelawny
,
I
moved
over
to
a
dainty
room
which
opened
from
the
hall
and
looked
out
on
the
garden
at
the
back
of
the
house
.
When
we
had
entered
and
I
had
closed
the
door
she
said
:
"
I
will
thank
you
later
for
your
goodness
in
coming
to
me
in
my
trouble
;
but
at
present
you
can
best
help
me
when
you
know
the
facts
.
"
"
Go
on
,
"
I
said
.
"
Tell
me
all
you
know
and
spare
no
detail
,
however
trivial
it
may
at
the
present
time
seem
to
be
.
"
She
went
on
at
once
:
"
I
was
awakened
by
some
sound
;
I
do
not
know
what
.
I
only
know
that
it
came
through
my
sleep
;
for
all
at
once
I
found
myself
awake
,
with
my
heart
beating
wildly
,
listening
anxiously
for
some
sound
from
my
Father
's
room
.
My
room
is
next
Father
's
,
and
I
can
often
hear
him
moving
about
before
I
fall
asleep
.
He
works
late
at
night
,
sometimes
very
late
indeed
;
so
that
when
I
wake
early
,
as
I
do
occasionally
,
or
in
the
grey
of
the
dawn
,
I
hear
him
still
moving
.
I
tried
once
to
remonstrate
with
him
about
staying
up
so
late
,
as
it
can
not
be
good
for
him
;
but
I
never
ventured
to
repeat
the
experiment
.
You
know
how
stern
and
cold
he
can
be
--
at
least
you
may
remember
what
I
told
you
about
him
;
and
when
he
is
polite
in
this
mood
he
is
dreadful
.
When
he
is
angry
I
can
bear
it
much
better
;
but
when
he
is
slow
and
deliberate
,
and
the
side
of
his
mouth
lifts
up
to
show
the
sharp
teeth
,
I
think
I
feel
--
well
,
I
do
n't
know
how
!
Last
night
I
got
up
softly
and
stole
to
the
door
,
for
I
really
feared
to
disturb
him
.
There
was
not
any
noise
of
moving
,
and
no
kind
of
cry
at
all
;
but
there
was
a
queer
kind
of
dragging
sound
,
and
a
slow
,
heavy
breathing
.
Oh
!
it
was
dreadful
,
waiting
there
in
the
dark
and
the
silence
,
and
fearing
--
fearing
I
did
not
know
what
!
