She whispered the lady’s name and residence to the detective, who wrote them down.
He was surprised to discover that her husband was a prominent business man down town.
It was an awful business, but he managed it with great circumspection—the body was placed in a hack, and the driver did not know but what she was merely sick.
Eric had also discovered the name and address of the other veiled lady—the widow had given it upon his assurance of good faith. It was Mrs. Collingwood. Her address was Lexington Avenue.
Darrell’s actions were right to the point in a business light.
His main desire was to save the poor husband all the shame and mortification possible.
Leaving the hack at the curb he was presently in the presence of the gentleman, to whom he broke the awful news as gently as possible.
At first the other was dreadfully shocked, but upon learning what bold measures the detective had taken to conceal the actual facts, he overwhelmed the other with thanks.
Between them they got the body into the house, Darrell speaking to the supposed sick lady in a reassuring way.
The driver was heavily feed and cautioned to hold his tongue under any and all circumstances. Darrell assisted the stricken husband to get his dead up into her room.