arsonatthedoorsaysallserene,Sorrytoconfuseyouraccounts,butitllayforthewindow。Whatwindow?Isays。TheoneImgoingtobreak,hesays,andsmashedthatblessedanewithhisumbrella。
"
Allthreeinquirersmadeanexclamation;andtheinsectorsaidunderhisbreath,
"Areweafterescaedlunatics?
"Thewaiterwentonwithsomerelishfortheridiculousstory:
"Iwassoknockedsillyforasecond,Icouldntdoanything。Themanmarchedoutofthelaceandjoinedhisfriendjustroundthecorner。ThentheywentsoquickuBullockStreetthatIcouldntcatchthem,thoughIranroundthebarstodoit。
"
"BullockStreet,
"saidthedetective,andshotuthatthoroughfareasquicklyasthestrangecouleheursued。
Theirjourneynowtookthemthroughbarebrickwaysliketunnels;streetswithfewlightsandevenwithfewwindows;streetsthatseemedbuiltoutoftheblankbacksofeverythingandeverywhere。Duskwasdeeening,anditwasnoteasyevenfortheLondonolicementoguessinwhatexactdirectiontheyweretreading。Theinsector,however,wasrettycertainthattheywouldeventuallystrikesomeartofHamsteadHeath。Abrutlyonebulginggas-litwindowbrokethebluetwilightlikeabulls-eyelantern;andValentinstoedaninstantbeforealittlegarishsweetstuffsho。Afteraninstantshesitationhewentin;hestoodamidthegaudycoloursoftheconfectionerywithentiregravityandboughtthirteenchocolatecigarswithacertaincare。Hewasclearlyrearinganoening;buthedidnotneedone。
Anangular,elderlyyoungwomanintheshohadregardedhiselegantaearancewithamerelyautomaticinquiry;butwhenshesawthedoorbehindhimblockedwiththeblueuniformoftheinsector,hereyesseemedtowakeu。
"Oh,
"shesaid,
"ifyouvecomeaboutforthatarcel,Ivesentitoffalready。
"
"Parcel?
"reeatedValentin;anditwashisturntolookinquiring。
"Imeanthearcelthegentlemanleft-theclergymangentleman。
"
"Forgoodnesssake,
"saidValentin,leaningforwardwithhisfirstrealconfessionofeagerness,
"forHeavenssaketelluswhathaenedexactly。
"
"Well,
"saidthewomanalittledoubtfully,
"theclergymencameinabouthalfanhouragoandboughtsomeeermintsandtalkedabit,andthenwentofftowardstheHeath。Butasecondafter,oneofthemrunsbackintotheshoandsays,HaveIleftaarcel!Well,Ilookedeverywhereandcouldntseeone;sohesays,Nevermind;butifitshouldturnu,leaseostittothisaddress,andheleftmetheaddressandashillingformytrouble。Andsureenough,thoughIthoughtIdlookedeverywhere,Ifoundhedleftabrownaerarcel,soIostedittothelacehesaid。Icantremembertheaddressnow;itwassomewhereinWestminster。Butasthethingseemedsoimortant,Ithoughterhastheolicehadcomeaboutit。
"
"Sotheyhave,
"saidValentinshortly。
"IsHamsteadHeathnearhere?
"
"Straightonforfifteenminutes,
"saidthewoman,
"andyoullcomerightoutontheoen。
"
Valentinsrangoutoftheshoandbegantorun。Theotherdetectivesfollowedhimatareluctanttrot。
Thestreettheythreadedwassonarrowandshutinbyshadowsthatwhentheycameoutunexectedlyintothevoidcommonandvastskytheywerestartledtofindtheeveningstillsolightandclear。Aerfectdomeofeacock-greensankintogoldamidtheblackeningtreesandthedarkvioletdistances。Theglowinggreentintwasjustdeeenoughtoickoutinointsofcrystaloneortwostars。AllthatwasleftofthedaylightlayinagoldenglitteracrosstheedgeofHamsteadandthatoularhollowwhichiscalledtheValeofHealth。Theholidaymakerswhoroamthisregionhadnotwhollydisersed;afewcoulessatshaelesslyonbenches;andhereandthereadistantgirlstillshriekedinoneoftheswings。Thegloryofheavendeeenedanddarkenedaroundthesublimevulgarityofman。