However, on the afternoon of the fourth day things reached a climax. Facts became too strong for me. I had to listen. Lucy came into the room with an envelope in her hand.
"There is some one who wishes to see you."
I supposed it was Parker, my senior clerk. He had been backwards and forwards bothering me two or three times a day.
"Is it Parker?"
"No. It is a stranger to me. I believe you will find his name in that envelope. He would not give it me."
I opened the envelope which she handed to me. It contained half a sheet of paper, on which was written, "The gentleman who travelled in the next compartment to yours." At sight of those words I sat up in bed--rather hurriedly, I fancy.
"Good gracious!" I exclaimed; "where is he? I hope you haven't let him in."
"Jane let him in. At present he is in the drawing-room waiting to see you."
"It's that blackmailing ruffian."
I gave her the sheet of paper.