Mr.John Scott came up to her in a hurry, and put a small but heavy bag in her hand, saying that she must take it and take care of it, and never let it go out of her possession, and that she must hurry back to Lone Station and catch the midnight express train back to London, and that he himself would follow her, and join her at home the next night." "And all that, too, was proved--yes, proved by the mouths of two witnesses at the inquest, though they did not either of them recognize the man or the woman," moaned Salome.
"Mrs.John Scott returned to my house about breakfast time the next morning, my lady, bringing that bag with her, which I noticed she wouldn't let out of her sight, no, nor even out of her hand, while I was near her.

She wouldn't answer any of my questions, or give me any satisfaction then, even so far as to tell me where she had been, or if she had seen Mr.John Scott.

So I knew nothing until the next morning, when I got the _Times_.

I don't in general care about reading the papers myself, but opened it that morning to see if there was anything in it about the grand wedding at Lone.

And oh! My lady, I saw how the wedding had been stopped on account of--on account--of what happened to Sir Lemuel Levison that night, my lady, as I don't like to talk of it, or even t think of it.