ld be any doubt:

"Oh--well, you know, one has heard of such cases. Still, as you say, the
circumstantial evidence is strong. Those tablets of his were all over
the place, I remember."

"He had the medicine-chest in his room," said Mr. Spokesly.

"Yes. The Doctor showed me where he'd been mixing the stuff in a cup.
And there was a mould for making them. So you think he had no intention
of...."

"No intention of taking anything fatal himself," was the reply.

"Ah! Indeed! That opens up a very interesting departure," said the
other.

"Not now," said Mr. Spokesly. "Not now."

"You'll excuse my own curiosity," said his friend, "but when I found
him, you know, eh?"

"If he had found you," Mr. Spokesly remarked, looking towards the
mountains to the eastward, "he would never have taken the trouble to
mention it to a soul except officially. I didn't know him very well, but
I should say he is better off where he is. I shall have to be getting
along."

They rose and descended the broad staircases to the terrace facing the
sea, a terrace filled with tables and chairs. Across the Gulf the lights
of Cordelio began to sparkle against the intense dark blue of the land
below the red blaze of the sunset. It was the hour when the Europeans of
the city come out to enjoy the breeze from the Gulf, making their
appearance through the great archway of the Passage Kraemer and sitting
at little tables to drink coffee and lemonade tinctured with syrup. They
were coming out now, parties of Austrians and Germans, with fattish
spectacled husbands in uniforms with fezzes atop, and tall blonde women
in toilettes that favoured bold colour schemes or sharp contrasts of
black and white, with small sun-shades on long handles. There were
Greeks and Roumanians and here and there a quiet couple of English would
sink unobtrusively into chairs in a corner. And a band was tuning up
somewhere out of sight.

Mr. Spokesly plunged straight down the steps of the terrace, past a
group of Austrian girls who were taking their seats at a table, and who
eyed him with lively curiosity, and started towards the custom house,
his companion, whose name was Marsh, hurrying after him.

"By the way," said he. "I would like, some time, to introduce you to
some of the crowd. They are really very decent. They have made things
much easier for us than you might imagine. Of course, for the sake of my
family and myself I have kept well in with them; but quite apart from