I felt impelled to relate to him the whole story of my own adventures, but I hesitated. As a matter of fact I feared that he might regard it, as he most probably would have done, as a mere chimera of my own imagination.
A girl I had seen dead—or believed I had seen dead—was now living! And she was Gabrielle Tennison.
Of that I had no doubt, for the dates of our adventures corresponded.
And yet a girl also named Gabrielle had died and her body had been cremated!
The whole affair seemed to be beyond human credence. And yet you, my reader, have in this record the exact, hard and undeniable facts.
CHAPTER THE THIRTEENTH
SOME INTERESTING REVELATIONS
Next day I went to the office of Francis and Goldsmith, and after a consultation with both principals, during which I briefly outlined the curious circumstances such as I have here related, I was granted further leave of absence.