a man who's practically
raving mad.'

'I'm safe for today,' she said quietly. 'It can only be done in the very
hot weather. If there's no more this year, I shall live till next
summer.'

'Oh, Margaret, for God's sake don't talk like that. I love you--I want to
have you with me always. Won't you come away with me and let me take care
of you? I promise you that no harm shall come to you.'

'You don't love me any more; you're only sorry for me now.'

'It's not true.'

'Oh yes it is. I saw it when we were in the country. Oh, I don't blame
you. I'm a different woman from the one you loved. I'm not the Margaret
you knew.'

'I can never care for anyone but you.'

She put her hand on his arm.

'If you loved me, I implore you to go. You don't know what you expose me
to. And when I'm dead you must marry Susie. She loves you with all her
heart, and she deserves your love.'

'Margaret, don't go. Come with me.'

'And take care. He will never forgive you for what you did. If he can, he
will kill you.'

She started violently, as though she heard a sound. Her face was
convulsed with sudden fear.

'For God's sake go, go!'

She turned from him quickly, and, before he could prevent her, had
vanished. With heavy heart he plunged again into the bracken.

When Arthur had given his friends some account of this meeting, he
stopped and looked at Dr Porhoet. The doctor went thoughtfully to his
bookcase.

'What is it you want me to tell you?' he asked.

'I think the man is mad,' said Arthur. 'I found out at what asylum his
mother was, and by good luck was able to see the superintendent on my way
through London. He told me that he had grave doubts about Haddo's sanity,
but it was impossible at present to take any steps. I came straight here
because I wanted your advice. Granting that the man is out of his mind,
is it possible that he may be trying some experiment that entails a
sacrifice of human life?'

'Nothing is more probable,' said Dr Porhoet gravely.

Susie shuddered. She remembered the rumour that had reached her ears in
Monte Carlo.

'They said there that he was attempting to make living creatures by a
magical operation.' She glanced at the doctor, but spoke to Arthur. 'Just
before you came in, our friend was talking of that book of Paracelsus in
which he speaks of feeding the monsters he has made on human blood.'

Arthur gave a horrified cry.

'The most significant thing to my mind is that fact about Margaret