Waiting till the attention of the man you had placed on guard over her body was attracted another way, I slid out and hastened to the front, where I managed to find a quiet room in which to sit down and brood again over my misfortune.

Forewarned, as you have said, and on the spot, with every wish to protect her, I had failed to do so.

I fear it will make me mad some day." Had it made him insane already?
Was his story to be trusted?
It was full of incongruities; were they those of a disordered mind?
Such had been the excuse made for Mrs.Taylor when she had been thought guilty of this attack; why should it not be applied to this man who certainly had given evidences of not being of the usual type of young Englishman?
With a sidelong look at Mr.Gryce, which that individual perfectly understood, Dr.Price thanked Mr.Travis for his candor and asked if he could point out the room in which he had sat while their young man had gone through the building checking off the position of everybody in it.
To his surprise, the Englishman answered quite simply, "I will try," and rose when they rose.
The glances exchanged between the other two men were eloquent.

Where was he about to take them?
Sweetwater was no fool; how had this man of marked appearance and generous proportions managed to elude him?
As has happened before, it proved to be easily explainable when once the conditions were known.

The room to which he led them was that on the upper story marked H on Chart Two.