And so it indeed was. Tragical justice had herself added the last and final scene to the drama. Sir Allan Beaumerville's lips were closed for ever in this world.
CHAPTER XLI
INNOCENT
An hour or two before the dénouement of Sir Allan Beaumerville's supper party, his brougham had driven up to Mr. Thurwell's town house, and had set down a lady there. She had rung the bell and inquired for Miss Thurwell.
The footman who answered the door looked dubious.
"Miss Thurwell was in, certainly, but she was unwell and saw no visitors, and it was late. Could he take her name?"
The lady handed him a note.
"If you will take this to Miss Thurwell, and tell her that I am waiting, I think that she will see me," she said quietly.
The man took it, and, somewhat impressed by the bearing and manner of speech of the unknown lady, he showed her into the morning-room, and ringing for Miss Thurwell's maid, handed her the note and awaited the decision. It was speedily given. The lady was to be shown to her room at once.