I'm convinced, Mr.Lindsey, that the registered one contained--that! A letter, you understand, from Sir Gilbert--I found other scraps of it, but so small that it's impossible to piece them together, though I have them here.

And I conclude that he gave Lady Carstairs orders to cycle to Kelso--an easy ride for her,--and to take the train to Glasgow, where he'd meet her.
Glasgow, sir, is a highly convenient city, I believe, for people who wish to disappear.

And--I should suggest that Glasgow should be communicated with." "Have you ever known Sir Gilbert Carstairs visit Glasgow recently ?" asked Mr.Lindsey, who had listened attentively to all this.
"He was there three weeks ago," replied Hollins.
"And--Edinburgh ?" suggested Mr.Lindsey.
"He went regularly to Edinburgh--at one time--twice a week," said the butler.

And then, Mr.Lindsey not making any further remark, he glanced at him and at Mr.Portlethorpe.

"Of course, gentlemen," he continued, "this is all between ourselves.