“Also the friend of your driver who came up here with you.”
“And you are hired by Colonel Rogers—but if so, why the deuce did you stop the ceremony and then allow it to go on?”.
The artist was amazed.
Well he might be.
The detective knew he had good reason for surprise, and was in a measure ready to gratify that curiosity.
In return he hoped the artist would reveal certain strange things to him.
So Eric told all that was necessary—he did not even mention the lady’s name.
Prescott smiled—he thought he could guess who it referred to.
“If you go to that house from here, my friend, you will learn something,” he said, quietly.
“But what does all this singular action of yours mean, sir? You must admit everything seemed to prove you guilty, even to the lady’s initial, L.”