Then after a long gossip alone with Shaw, at half-past ten the car was ordered for me and came round to the front entrance.
Before leaving I managed to obtain a word alone with Nicholson.
“You’ll come over and see me,” I asked. “Now, don’t disappoint me, will you?”
“No, I won’t.” Then he whispered quickly: “I told you that I had certain proofs. I’ve been upstairs. When I come I will show them to you. They will astound you, and they are fully corroborated by what I have noticed to-night. Perhaps it escaped you. Beware of Wheaton. He’s only been here six months, but I know something—have seen something?”
And we shook hands and parted.
Chapter Ten.
The Evil of the Ten Plagues.
In the days that followed I was intensely anxious to visit Lydford Hall again, but I had received a warning note from Shaw, urging me not to do so without taking every precaution. I might be followed, for the danger of detection was not yet at an end.