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"I think, Roddy, that if I were you I'd go and lie down," said his father softly. "Your poor head worries you--I know, my dear boy."

"It does. But I can think now--think quite clearly," was the young man's reply. "At the hospital the matron regarded me as a half-dazed idiot, I believe, and the nurse listened to me as she might listen to a baby's babbling. But I tell you, father, I'm now perfectly in my right mind. You may believe, or you may disbelieve my story, but Roddy, your son, has told you the truth, and he repeats every word he has said."

For a few moments the rector was silent, his pipe still in his mouth and his hands in the pockets of the easy old black jacket he wore in the house. He was not a man who made any outward show, and, like most scholars, cared little for dress now that, alas! his wife, who had looked after him so tenderly, was dead. Old Norton Homfray was of simple tastes and few wants. His whole soul was in the welfare of his parish, and in consequence the parish held him up as a real fine old fellow.

"Well, Roddy, what you've told me is, of course, most astounding--almost incredible. On that night you walked home with Miss Sandys--eh? She came here and told me so herself."

"She came here! Elma here!" cried Roddy, quickly stirring himself from his chair and becoming alert. "What did she say?"

"She heard that you were missing, and she came to tell me of her walk home to the Towers with you."

"Yes. And--and what did she say about me?" the young man asked with quick eagerness.

"Nothing. Only she seemed greatly surprised and upset," his father replied. "But--well--"

And he hesitated.

"Well--go on," the young man said.

"Well, look here, Roddy, after leaving Miss Sandys, did you meet anyone else--a man in the Guildford road?"

"A man? No. Why? Haven't I told you I walked straight home? What are you trying to make out?"

"You are quite certain that you did not stop and speak with any stranger in the Guildford road?"

"I am quite certain that I did not. I spoke to n.o.body till I found the girl dying in Welling Wood."

"And--well, now let me at once be frank with you, Roddy: have you ever in your life heard the name of Gordon Gray?"

"Never. Who is he?"

"No matter. Recollect the name, and if you ever hear it, avoid him-- avoid him, my boy, as you would Satan himself. And his woman friend Freda Crisp."

"Freda Crisp? Oh! I fancy I've met her--been introduced to her somewhere or other about a year ago. In South America, I believe, but I really can't remember. A fine handsome woman, who always dresses beautifully, and who is a topping dancer. Always has lots of men about her. Yes. I have a recollection of her, but I don't just now recall where we met. In travelling I meet so many people, dad, as you know."

"Yes, of course, my boy; but if you ever meet her again, remember my words."

"That Miss Sandys should come and see you, dad, is peculiar. Why did she come? What interest can she possibly have in me, except--well, perhaps it is the wireless. She told me she was very interested in it, and possibly she has heard that I'm an experimenter--eh?"

"Probably so," laughed the old clergyman. "But hearing you were coming home to-day, she sent me a message to say that she is calling here at five."

"Jolly good of her!" replied the young man, suddenly raising his head, which seemed to be bursting, "It's now nearly four. I think I'll go up and have a lie down till she comes," and so saying he ascended the stairs to his own room.

Just before five o'clock Elma Sandys, a dainty figure in furs, was ushered into the study by Mrs Bentley, and was greeted by the rector, who, shaking her hand, said:

"It's really awfully kind of you to come and see my poor son, Miss Sandys. Frankly, I hardly know what to make of him. His mind seems entirely upset in some way. He talks wildly, and tells me of some terrible tragedy which occurred in Welling Wood on the night of his disappearance."

"Tragedy! What?" asked the girl quickly.

"He will tell you all about it. The story is a very strange one. I would rather he told you himself."

The girl sank into the wide wicker arm-chair which the old man pulled up to the fire, and then he left to summon his son.

When Roddy entered the room Elma, jumping up, saw instantly that he seemed still half-dazed. She took his hand and instinctively realised that his gaze was fixed and strange. His friend Denton had seen him soon after his return, and declared him to foe suffering from some potent drug which had apparently affected him mentally.

"Hulloa, Miss Sandys?" exclaimed the young man cheerily. "Well! I'm in a pretty pickle--as you see--eh? What's happened I can't make out.

People seem to think I'm not quite in my right senses," and then, grinning, he added: "Perhaps I'm not--and perhaps I am."

"But, Mr Homfray, I've been awfully worried about you," the girl said, facing him and gazing again into his pale drawn face. "You disappeared, and we had an awful shock, all of us. You left me at the end of the avenue and n.o.body saw you again!"

"Well," said the young fellow, with a sorry attempt at laughing, "somebody must have seen me, no doubt, or I shouldn't have been found in this precious state. What happened to me I haven't the slightest notion. You see, I came up the village and went on through Welling Wood, and--well, as I went along I heard a strange cry, and in the darkness found a girl lying, under a tree. I went to her, and as I did so, she cried out to me to save her. The whole affair was unusual, wasn't it? I bent and took her up, and--the poor girl sank in my arms."

"Sank? Did she die?" asked the great financier's daughter.

"Yes, she did."

The rector, who stood near his writing-table, exchanged glances with their pretty visitor. They were meaning glances. Old Mr Homfray was somewhat puzzled why the daughter of Purcell Sandys should be so deeply interested in his son. Yet, of course, young people will be ever young people, and deep pockets are of no account where Love is concerned.

Love and Lucre have now happily been divorced in our post-war get ahead world.

"But tell me, Mr Homfray, what was she like? Who could she be to be in Welling Wood at that hour?"

"Ah! I don't know," was the young fellow's half-dazed reply. "I only know what happened to me, how I dashed away to reach home and raise the alarm, and suddenly saw what appeared to be a ball of fire before me.

Then I knew no more till I found myself in hospital at Pangbourne. A man, they say, found me lying near the towing-path by the Thames. I was in the long gra.s.s--left there to die, Doctor Maynard believes."

"But you must have been in somebody's hands for days," his father remarked.

"Yes," said the young man, "I know. Though I can recollect nothing at all--distinctly. Some incidents seem to be coming back to me. I have just a faint idea of two persons--a man and a woman. They were well-dressed and lived in a big old house. And--and they made me do something. Ah! I--I can't recall it, only--only I know that the suggestion horrified me!" And he gave vent to a strange cry and his eyes glared with terror at the recollection. "Ah! the--the brutes--they forced me to--to do something--to--"

"To do what?" asked the girl, taking his hand softly and looking into his pale, drawn face.

"It is all a strange misty kind of recollection," he declared, staring stonily in front of him. "I can see them--yes! I can see both of them--the woman--she--yes!--she held my hand while--she guided my hand when I did it!"

"Did what?" asked Elma in a slow, calm voice, as though trying to soothe him.

"I--I--I can't recollect! Only--only he died!"

"Died! Who died?" gasped the old rector, who at the mention of the man and the woman at once wondered again whether Gordon Gray and Freda Crisp were in any way implicated. "You surely did not commit--murder!"

The young man seated in his chair sat for a few seconds, silent and staring.

"Murder! I--yes, I saw him! I would recognise him. Murder, perhaps-- oh, perhaps I--I killed him! That woman made me do it!"

The rector and the pretty daughter of Purcell Sandys exchanged glances.

Roddy was no doubt still under the influence of some terrible, baneful drug. Was his mind wandering, or was there some grain of truth in those misty, horrifying recollections?

"I'm thirsty," he said a moment later; "very thirsty."

His father went out at once to obtain a gla.s.s of water, whereupon Elma, advancing closely to the young man, drew from her little bag a photograph.

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