“Oh, very, sir, very.  Of course, to a woman of her temperament and with her Oriental ideas regarding the supernatural, et cetera, that threat to haunt her was the worst he could have done to her.  At first she was absolutely beside herself with grief and horror; swore that she had killed him by her cruelty; that there was nothing left her but to die, and all that sort of thing; and for three days she was little better than a mad woman.  At the end of that time, after the fashion of her people, she retired to her own room, covered herself with sackcloth and ashes, and remained hidden from all eyes for the space of a fortnight, weeping and wailing constantly and touching nothing but bread and water.”

“Poor wretch!  She suffers like that, then, over a rascally fellow not worth a single tear.  It’s marvellous, Major, what women do see in men that they can go on loving them.  Has she come out of her retirement yet?”

“Yes, Mr. Cleek.  She came out of it five days ago, to all appearances a thoroughly heart-broken woman.  Of course as she was all alone in the world, my son and I considered it our duty, during the time of her wildness and despair, to see that a thoroughly respectable female was called in to take charge of the house and to show respect for the proprieties, and for us to take up our abode there in order to prevent her from doing herself an injury.  We are still domiciled there, but it will surprise you to learn that a most undesirable person is there also.  In short, sir, that the woman Anita Rosario, the cause of all the trouble, is again an inmate of the house; and what is more remarkable still, this time by Zuilika’s own request.”

“What’s that?  My dear Major, you amaze me!  What can possibly have caused the good lady to do a thing like that?”

“She hopes, she says, to appease the dead and to avert the threatened ‘haunting.’  At all events, she sent for Anita some days ago.  Indeed, I believe it is her intention to take the Spaniard with her when she returns to the East.”

“She intends doing that, then?  She is so satisfied of her husband’s death that she deems no further question necessary.  Intends to take no further step toward proving it?”

“It has been proved to her satisfaction.  His body was recovered the day before yesterday.”

“Oho! then he is dead, eh?  Why didn’t you say so in the beginning?  When did you learn of it?”

“This very evening.  That is what brings me here.  I learned from Zuilika that a body answering the description of his had been fished from the water at Tilbury and carried to the mortuary.  It was horribly disfigured—­by contact with the piers and passing vessels—­but she and Anita—­and—­and my son—­”

“Your son, Major?  Your son?”

“Yes!” replied the Major in a sort of half-whisper.  “They—­they took him with them when they went, unknown to me.  He has become rather friendly with the Spanish woman of late.  All three saw the body; all three identified it as being Ulchester’s beyond a doubt.”