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"Before God, I
know no more of that than does Mr. Pitts."
Was she telling the truth? Would she stop at anything to avoid the
scandal and disgrace of the charge of bigamy? Was there not
something still that she was concealing? She took refuge in the
last resort--tears.
Encouraging as it was to have made such progress, it did not seem
to me that we were much nearer, after all, to the solution of the
mystery. Kennedy, as usual, had nothing to say until he was
absolutely sure of his ground. He spent the greater part of the
next day hard at work over the minute investigations of his
laboratory, leaving me to arrange the details of a meeting he
planned for that night.
There were present Mr. and Mrs. Pitts, the former in charge of Dr.
Lord. The valet, Edward, was also there, and in a neighbouring
room was Thornton in charge of two nurses from the sanitarium.
Thornton was a sad wreck of a man now, whatever he might have been
when his blackmail furnished him with an unlimited supply of his
favourite drugs.


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