CHAPTER II.—THE EXECUTIONER.ONE afternoon about three weeks after the mysterious happening to Benjamin Husson, a young woman came out of Professor Starbank’s rooms, looking as if she had been crying. She walked quickly down the Edgware Road in the direction of Hyde Park, without noticing that a man was following her.
Reaching the park, she walked across the grass to an unoccupied seat under some trees and sat down. Then she began mopping her eyes with her handkerchief. Well and fashionably dressed, she was obviously of the better classes. She appeared to be about twenty-two or twenty-three years of age, and was undeniably good-looking, with aristocratic features and beautiful, long-lashed grey eyes. She sobbed quietly to herself.
Presently she heard footsteps close beside her and, glanci
