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I waited at the corner, keeping my eye on her all the time, and I took particular care to note the house at which she stopped. It was the house with the gay curtains, the home of flowers, the house out of which Crashaw came the night he hanged himself in his garden. I WAITED AT THE CORNER KEEPING MY EYE ON HER ALL THE TIME AND I TOOK PARTICULAR CARE TO NOTE THE HOUSE AT WHICH SHE STOPPED IT WAS THE HOUSE WITH THE GAY CURTAINS THE HOME OF FLOWERS THE HOUSE OUT OF WHICH CRAYSHAW CAME THE NIGHT HE HANGED HIMSELF IN HIS GARDEN
se visits would be paid on a certain day about a week ago, and I accordingly managed to be on the look-out in company with my cicerone at a quarter to ten, and the hour and the lady came with equal punctuality. My friend and I were standing under an archway, a little way back from the street, but she saw us, and gave me a glance that I shall be long in forgetting. That look was quite enough for me; I knew Miss Raymond to be Mrs. Herbert; as for Mrs. Beaumont she had quite gone out of my head. She went into the house, and I watched it till four o’clock, when she came out, and then I followed her. It was a long chase, and I had to be very careful to keep a long way in the background, and yet not lose sight of the woman. She took me down to the Strand, and then to Westminster, and then up St. James’s Street, and along Piccadilly. I felt queerish when I saw her turn up Ashley Street; the thought that Mrs. Herbert was Mrs. Beaumont came into my mind, but it seemed too impossible to be true.  THAT ONE OF THESE VISITS WOULD BE PAID ON A CERTAIN DAY ABOUT A WEEK AGO AND I ACCORDINGLY MANAGED TO BE ON THE LOOKOUT IN COMPANY WITH MY CICERONE AT A QUARTER TO TEN AND THE HOUR AND THE LADY CAME WITH EQUAL PUNCTUALITY MY FRIEND AND I WAS STANDING UNDER AN ARCHWAY A LITTLE WAY BACK FROM THE STREET BUT SHE SAW US AND GAVE ME A GLANCE THAT I SHALL BE LONG IN FORGETTING THAT LOOK WAS QUITE ENOUGH FOR ME I KNEW MISS RAYMOND TO BE MISSUS HERBERT AS FOR MISSUS BEAUMONT SHE HAD QUITE GONE OUT OF MY HEAD SHE WENT INTO THE HOUSE AND I WATCHED IT TILL FOUR O'CLOCK WHEN SHE CAME OUT AND THEN I FOLLOWED HER IT WAS A LONG CHASE AND I HAD TO BE VERY CAREFUL TO KEEP A LONG WAY IN THE BACKGROUND AND YET NOT LOSE SIGHT OF THE WOMAN SHE TOOK ME DOWN TO THE STRAND AND THEN TO WESTMINSTER AND THEN UP SAINT JAMES'S STREET AND ALONG PICCADILLY I FELT QUEERISH WHEN I SAW HER TURN UP ASHLEY STREET THE THOUGHT THAT MISSUS HERBERT WAS MISSUS BEAUMONT CAME INTO MY MIND BUT IT SEEMED TOO IMPOSSIBLE TO BE TRUE
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