I, coming in later than you, merely saw the Florentine chair in position.

All else in my view of the reflection appertained to the actual present, into which the long-ago past was then rapidly merging.

But you, coming in a few moments sooner, and being far more _en rapport_ with the spirit of the scene, saw the tall man in a red cloak--whom you call the Avenger--strangling the girl.

By the way, why do you call him the Avenger ?" "Because," said Helen, slowly, "there was murder in the cruel face of the woman, and there was a dagger in her hand.

She had struck her blow before he appeared upon the scene.