| about three o’clock this afternoon, shortly after leaving the Imperium Club in Pall Mall, Mr. Hartz was run over and instantly killed. According to eye-witnesses of the accident, which took place at the bottom of the Haymarket, Mr. Hartz was in the act of crossing from the Carlton Hotel, when he dropped his umbrella in the roadway. As he stooped to retrieve it he was knocked down by a newspaper van belonging to the Universal Press which came round the corner at that moment. |
The uncanny silence which gripped them was broken at last by Endor’s high-pitched laugh. “First with the news as usual,” he said.
Helen could not speak.
“There is a God after all!” said Endor.
The still half-terrified eyes of Helen strayed from the ashen face of her husband, in which a new light was breaking, to the chimneypiece and its blue Wedgwood vase. “I wonder,” she gasped, “I wonder!”
THE END
FOOTNOTE:
[A] See The Undefeated.
TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES:
Obvious typographical errors have been corrected.