"Are you going to put this matter in the hands of the police?" asked Felix.
"It is useless to do so now, as the body of your brother has disappeared. I shall go to Paris, and if I do not find Felix there----"
"Well?" she said, seeing I hesitated.
"I will tell the police all and have this neighborhood searched," I said, concluding my sentence.
Olivia laughed scornfully and rode away, while Felix, preparing to follow, uttered a last word.
"Consult a doctor, Denham, at once. You are mad, or subject to hallucinations."
And with that he set off at a smart trot, and I was left alone at the door of the inn.
After the extraordinary experiences I had undergone I began to think there might be something in what he said. Nevertheless, I determined for my own satisfaction to go to Paris and see if Felix Briarfield was at the Hôtel des Étrangers. If he were not, then my suspicions might prove to be correct; but if he were, then I might believe that my adventure at the inn was a dream.