THE horse was instantly pulled up, a few yards beyond the dark place where I stood.
‘Policeman!’ cried the first speaker. ‘Have you seen a woman pass this way?’
‘What sort of woman, sir?’
‘A woman in a lavender-coloured gown —— ‘
‘No, no,’ interposed the second man. ‘The clothes we gave her were found on her bed. She must have gone away in the clothes she wore when she came to us. In white, policeman. A woman in white.’
‘I haven’t seen her, sir.’
‘If you, or any of your men meet with the woman, stop her, and send her in careful keeping to that address. I’ll pay all expenses, and a fair reward into the bargain.’
The policeman looked at the card that was handed down to him. ‘Why are we to stop her, sir? What has she done?’
‘Done! She has escaped from my Asylum. Don’t forget: a woman in white. Drive on.’