He promised also that, when Jenny went to the hills alone,
he and Brendon would secretly follow her.
Then a very strange thing happened. As the first firefly streaked
the dusk and the ruined shrine rose beside the way, a tall man
suddenly appeared in front of it. He had not been there a moment
before, yet now he bulked large in the purple evening light, and it
was not yet so dark but his remarkable features challenged the
beholders. For there stood Robert Redmayne, his great, red head and
huge mustache thrusting out of the gloom. He stared quite
motionless. His hands were by his sides; the stripes of his tweed
jacket could be seen and the gilt buttons on the familiar red
waistcoat.
Doria started violently, then stiffened. For a moment he failed to
conceal his surprise and cast one look of evident horror and
amazement at the apparition. He clearly knew the tall figure, but
there was no friendship or understanding in the bewildered stare he
now turned upon the shadow that filled the path. For a moment he
brushed his hand over his eyes, as though to remove the object upon
which he glared; then he looked again--to find the lane empty and
Ganns gazing at him.
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