Part 29 (1/2)

”Certain! We learned that before Earl made his attempt. Ha.s.san remains, for some reason; Ha.s.san and one other--the one who drives the car.”

”But the slipper?”

”If Ha.s.san remains, so does the slipper!” From the knapsack, which, as you will have divined, did not contain a camera, she took out an electric pocket lamp, and directed its beam upon the hedge above us.

”There is a gap somewhere here!” she said. ”See if you can find it.

I dare not show the light too long.”

Darkness followed. I clambered up the bank and sought for the opening of which Carneta had spoken.

”The light here a moment,” I whispered. ”I think I have it!”

Out shone the white beam, and momentarily fell upon a black hole in the thickset hedge. The light disappeared, and as I extended my hand to Carneta she grasped it and climbed up beside me.

”Put on your rubber shoes,” she directed. ”Leave the others here.”

There in the darkness I did as she directed, for I was provided with a pair of tennis shoes. Carneta already was suitably shod.

”I will go first,” I said. ”What is the ground like beyond?”

”Just unkempt bushes and weeds.”

Upon hands and knees I crawled through, saw dimly that there was a short descent, corresponding with the ascent from the lane, and turned, whispering to my fellow conspirator to follow.

The grounds proved even more extensive than I had antic.i.p.ated. We pressed on, dodging low-sweeping branches and keeping our arms up to guard our faces from outshoots of thorn bushes. Our progress necessarily was slow, but even so quite a long time seemed to have elapsed ere we came in sight of the house.

This was my first expedition of the kind; and now that my goal was actually in sight I became conscious of a sort of exultation hard to describe. My companion, on the contrary, seemed to have become icily cool. When next she spoke, her voice had a businesslike ring, which revealed the fact that she was no amateur at this cla.s.s of work.

”Wait here,” she directed. ”I am going to pa.s.s all around the house, and I will rejoin you.”

I could see her but dimly, and she moved off as silent as an Indian deer-stalker, leaving me alone there crouching at the extreme edge of the thicket. I looked out over a small wilderness of unkempt flower-beds; so much it was just possible to perceive. The plants in many instances had spread on to the pathways and contested survival with the flouris.h.i.+ng weeds. All was wild--deserted--eerie.

A sense of dampness a.s.sailed me, and I raised my eyes to the low-lying building wherein no light showed, no sign of life was evident. The nearer wing presented a verandah apparently overgrown by some climbing plant, the nature of which it was impossible to determine in the darkness.

The zest for the nocturnal operation which temporarily had thrilled me succ.u.mbed now to loneliness. With keen anxiety I awaited the return of my more experienced accomplice. The situation was grotesque, utterly bizarre; but even my sense of humour could not save me from the growing dread which this seemingly deserted place poured into my heart.

When upon the right I heard a faint rustling I started, and grasped the revolver in my pocket.

”Not a sound!” came in Carneta's voice. ”Keep just inside the bushes and come this way. There is something I want to show you.”

The various profuse growths rendered concealment simple enough--if indeed any other concealment were necessary than that which the strangely black night afforded. Just within the evil-smelling thicket we made a half circuit of the building, and stopped.

”Look!” whispered Carneta.

The word was unnecessary, for I was staring fixedly in the direction of that which evidently had occasioned her uneasiness.

It was a small square window, so low-set that I a.s.sumed it to be that of a cellar, and heavily cross-barred.

From it, out upon a tangled patch of vegetation, shone a dull red light!