Chapter 9
STRANGE DISCLOSURES ARE MADEThe strange letter of Elma Heath, combined with what Lydia
Moreton had told me, aroused within me a determination to
investigate the mystery. From the moment I had landed from
the Lola on that hot, breathless night at
Leghorn, mystery had crowded upon mystery until it was all
bewildering.
It was now proved that the sweet-faced girl, the original of the
torn photograph, held a secret, and that, by her own words, she
knew that death was approaching. The incomprehensible attempt upon
my life, the strange actions of Hornby and Chater—who, by the way,
seemed to have entirely disappeared—the assassination of the man
who by masquerading as the Italian waiter had met his death, and
the murder of Olinto's wife were all problems which required
solu
