subject in hand. These very mummy smells arise
from the presence of substances, and combinations
of substances, which the Egyptian priests, who were
the learned men and scientists of their time, found
by the experience of centuries to be strong enough
to arrest the natural forces of decay. There
must be powerful agencies at work to effect such a
purpose; and it is possible that we may have here some
rare substance or combination whose qualities and
powers are not understood in this later and more prosaic
age. I wonder if Mr. Trelawny has any knowledge,
or even suspicion, of such a kind? I only know
this for certain, that a worse atmosphere for a sick
chamber could not possibly be imagined; and I admire
the courage of Sir James Frere in refusing to have
anything to do with a case under such conditions.
These instructions of Mr. Trelawny to his daughter,
and from what you have told me, the care with which
he has protected his wishes through his solicitor,
show that he suspected something, at any rate.
Indeed, it would almost seem as if he expected something
to happen. . . . I wonder if it would be possible
to learn anything about that! Surely his papers
would show or suggest something. . . . It is
a difficult matter to tackle; but it might have to
be done. His present condition cannot go on for
ever; and if anything should happen there would have
to be an inquest. In such case full examination
would have to be made into everything. . . . As
it stands, the police evidence would show a murderous
attack more than once repeated. As no clue is
apparent, it would be necessary to seek one in a motive.”
He was silent. The last words seemed to come
in a lower and lower tone as he went on. It
had the effect of hopelessness. It came to me
as a conviction that now was my time to find out if
he had any definite suspicion; and as if in obedience
to some command, I asked:
“Do you suspect anyone?” He seemed in
a way startled rather than surprised as he turned
his eyes on me:
“Suspect anyone? Any thing, you mean.
I certainly suspect that there is some influence;
but at present my suspicion is held within such limit.
Later on, if there be any sufficiently definite conclusion
to my reasoning, or my thinking—for there
are not proper data for reasoning—I may
suspect; at present however—”
He stopped suddenly and looked at the door.
There was a faint sound as the handle turned.
My own heart seemed to stand still. There was
over me some grim, vague apprehension. The interruption
in the morning, when I was talking with the Detective,
came back upon me with a rush.
The door opened, and Miss Trelawny entered the room.
When she saw us, she started back; and a deep flush
swept her face. For a few seconds she paused;
at such a time a few succeeding seconds seem to lengthen
in geometrical progression. The strain upon me,
and, as I could easily see, on the Doctor also, relaxed
as she spoke: