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No sign of a.s.sistance--only a wide stretch of horizon unrelieved by a single hope-inspiring speck.

The revelations made by the dead man had killed all desire for life within him. With a heart bursting with grief at finding the woman he loved so well guilty of such vile dishonour, he cast himself into the bottom of the boat and lay awaiting his end, praying that his agony might not be protracted.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.

A WANDERER.

A wet winter's night in London.

Heedless of the heavy rain and biting east wind that swept in violent gusts along the dismal, deserted Strand, Hugh Trethowen, with bent head, plodded doggedly on towards Westminster. His scanty clothes, or rather the patched and ragged remains of what once were garments, were saturated and clung to him, while the icy wind blew through him, chilling him to the bone. Although unprotected by either umbrella or overcoat, he neither hesitated nor sought shelter, but, apparently quite unconscious of the inclement weather, continued to walk as briskly as his tired limbs would allow. Trudging onward, without glancing either to right or left, he splashed with heavy, careless steps through the muddy street, absorbed in his own sad thoughts.

Weary, hungry, and penniless, he nevertheless experienced a feeling of satisfaction, not unmingled with surprise, at finding himself again treading the well-remembered London streets, after escaping death so narrowly.

The two years' absence had aged him considerably. The hard lines on his still handsome features told of the privations and sufferings he had undergone, and he no longer carried himself erect, but with a stoop which was now habitual, the result of hard toil in the mine.

His rescue had been almost providential.

The shock at finding both his companions dead, combined with the agony of mind caused by the revelations made by Berard, overwhelmed him. In despair he felt that his end was near, and as a natural consequence soon lapsed into unconsciousness. For hours, days, he may have remained in that condition, for aught he knew. When he recovered his senses he was astonished at finding himself lying in a berth in a clean, cool cabin.

A man was bending over him--a big, bearded, kindly-looking seaman, who smoothed his pillow, and uttered some words in an unfamiliar language.

By using French, however, both men were able to converse, and it was then he learnt that he had been picked up by the Norwegian steamer _Naes_, which was on a voyage from Sydney to San Francisco. The utmost kindness was shown to him by the captain, to whom he told the story of his imprisonment and escape, and after an uneventful voyage he landed at the American port. Utterly dest.i.tute, with only two dollars in his pocket, which had been given to him by a pa.s.senger for rendering some little services, he at once sought work, intending to earn enough to enable him to cross America and return to England.

Berard's allegations against Valerie and Egerton were mysterious and incomprehensible, and, with the sole object of getting to London and seeking a full explanation, he toiled diligently at various menial occupations, always moving from town to town in the direction of the Atlantic. Successively he pursued the vocations of cattle drover, watchman, farm labourer, and railway stoker, until at length, after many months of anxious work, he arrived at New York, and shipped on board a steamer bound for London, giving his services as fireman in return for the pa.s.sage home.

Thus he had reached the Metropolis that evening without possessing a single penny, and was therefore compelled to tramp the whole distance from the docks through the steadily-falling rain.

Had he written to Egerton for money to pay his pa.s.sage he knew he should have obtained it, but he was determined to make his reappearance in London unexpectedly. He intended to descend suddenly upon both his friend and Valerie, to ascertain how much truth was contained in the dying confession of the convict. If he sent for money, he told himself that he might be asking a favour of his wife's lover, hence he decided to work his own way towards his goal, if slowly, nevertheless with effect.

Once only he raised his head. He was pa.s.sing the entrance of Terry's Theatre, where upon the step there stood two young men in evening dress, who were smoking during the _entr'acte_. Looking up he recognised them as bachelor acquaintances, but desirous of being un.o.bserved in that plight, he quickly bent his head again, and continued his dreary walk.

The keen wind blew through his scanty garments, causing him to shiver, yet the atmospheric change from the hot, stifling stokehold to the midwinter blast troubled him not. He merely drew his wet jacket closer around him, quickened his pace, and strode across Trafalgar Square, turning in the direction of Victoria Street.

Indeed, he had little upon which to congratulate himself. True, he had escaped a terrible death; yet even this was counterbalanced by the fact that all that was nearest and dearest to him had been swept away. His idol had been thrown from her pedestal; the woman he had trusted and loved, turning a deaf ear to warning and entreaty alike, had been denounced as a crafty, shameless adventuress. Nevertheless, even in the depths of his despair he refused to give entire credence to the words of his dead comrade, and, arguing against himself, resolved to face her before judging her.

Strange it is how we men cling to the belief that the woman we love is pure, notwithstanding the most obvious proofs of infamy are thrust under our very noses. The moment we regard a woman as our ideal, we at once close our eyes to her every fault; and the more beautiful and kind-mannered she is, the less p.r.o.ne are we to accept what is told us of her past. It is so in every case of pa.s.sionate affection. Woman always holds the whip-hand, while her adorer is weak and helpless as a child, easily misled, deceived with impunity, and made the shuttlec.o.c.k of feminine caprice.

After marriage, when the glamour fails and man's natural caution a.s.serts itself, then follows remorse--and frequently divorce.

Hugh had little difficulty in discovering Victoria Mansions, in which Valerie's flat was situated. Shortly before their marriage he had renewed the lease of the suite in order that they might have a place of their own in town; therefore he felt certain that he should find her there. With anxious feelings he ascended the broad staircase, and rang the bell of the outer door.

There was neither response nor sound of movement within, and although he repeated his summons several times it was evident no one was at home.

As he stood before the door the porter ascended, and, noticing his attire, inquired gruffly what his business was.

"I want Mrs. Trethowen," he replied.

"She's away."

"Where is she?"

"How should I know?"

"When did she leave?"

"A week ago. She and the gentleman and the two maids went away together. I believe they've gone to their country place."

"The gentleman! Who's he?" asked Hugh in surprise.

"Why, madame's husband, I suppose. But there--I don't know anything about people's business in this place. Got enough to do to look after my own," he added, with a sardonic grin.

"What sort of man is this gentleman?" inquired Trethowen excitedly.

"Find out," replied the man in uniform arrogantly. "I don't want any of your cross-examination. She's gone away, and that's enough for you."

Then he turned and ascended the stairs to the next floor, leaving Hugh disconcerted and perplexed.

The gentleman! Madame's husband! Could it be that Valerie had already forgotten him? It was clearly useless to remain there, so he quickly resolved to go to Egerton, seek what information he could afford, and endeavour to obtain an explanation of the terrible allegations made by Berard.

With this object he descended into the street, and with hastening steps pursued his way to Chelsea.

The artist was sitting alone before the studio fire, lazily smoking, and reading a novel, when Mrs. O'Shea opened the door for Hugh to enter.

Unaware of the presence of a visitor, he did not glance up from his book for a few seconds, but when his eyes suddenly fell upon the gaunt, ragged figure before him, he was speechless with amazement.

"Good G.o.d!--Hugh!" he cried, springing to his feet, and making a movement as if to grasp his friend's hand.

But his visitor calmly put his hand behind his back, and, in a deep, earnest tone, he replied coldly--

"Yes, Jack. Before we shake hands, however, I have some questions to put to you."

"Questions!" exclaimed the artist. "Why, what's the matter?" Then, noticing the state of his clothing, he added. "You were reported dead.

Where have you been; what's the reason of your long silence?"

"I've been in prison."

"In prison!"

The other nodded an affirmative, and briefly described how he had been arrested and transported, and the manner in which he had effected his escape.

The artist listened in dumb amazement.

"But what was your crime?" he asked, when Hugh had concluded his narrative. "Surely there must have been some very serious mistake."

"No, none. I have been the victim of a foul conspiracy, in which you, my old and best friend, have a.s.sisted," he replied bitterly.

"Why, Hugh, what do you mean? Of what do you accuse me?"

"Valerie was your mistress!"

"Valerie!" he cried, starting up. "I--indeed, I--"

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