Long Sin eyed us all, then with a placid smile, said, "Follow me. I will show you."
He opened a trap door, and we climbed down after Craig, entering a subterranean chamber, led by Long Sin.
There was Bennett seated rigidly in the chair beside the table from which the vials and cups, about which we then knew nothing, had been removed.
"How did it happen?" asked Kennedy.
"He came here," replied Long Sin, with a wave of his hand, "and before
I could stop him he did away with himself."
In dumb show, the Chinaman indicated that Bennett had taken poison.
"Well, we've got him," mused Kennedy, shaking his head sadly, adding, after a pause, "but he is dead."
Elaine, who had followed us down, covered her eyes with her hands, and was sobbing convulsively. I thought she would faint, but Kennedy led her gently away into an upper room.
As he placed her in an easy chair, he bent over her, soothingly.
"Did you—did you—really—love him?" he asked in a low tone, nodding in the direction from which he had led her.