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It needed but a glance at the huddled figure in the comfortless

little attic to assure Barnabas of the identity of Mr Bi down the candle on the

broken table, he crossed the rooentle hand

Then Ronald Barryled to

his knees: "Beverley!" he exclaimed, "oh, thank God! You'll save her from that

d-devil--I tried to kill him, b-but he was too quick for me But

you--you'll save her!"

"What do you mean? Is it Cleone? What do youto tre a hand across his brow

"Listen then! Chichester knows--he knows, I tell you! He ca was out, and he talked and talked,

and questioned --everything! But I had to, Beverley, I had to--he made

and

then--he laughed, and I t-tried to k-kill hiot away and

left me alone with--him He's always near me noays c-close

behind me where I can't quite s-see him, only sometimes I hear hiht! I r-ran

away to escape him but--oh Beverley!--he's followed o--I heard hiht me m-mad, I'm not! I'm not! I know it's all an

illusion, of c-course, but--"

"Yes," said Barnabas gently, "but what of Cleone?"