came across
the yard at this moment, followed by Dr. Haselden, Carrie ran back into
the house as Max met his father.

"What's all this about a dead man found in the barn?" asked Mr. Wedmore,
with all the arrogance of the country gentleman, who thinks that no one
has a right to die on his premises without his permission.

Max held his father back for a moment until the doctor had passed on. In
the excitement of this occurrence, Mr. Wedmore was glad to have an
opportunity of appearing to forget that there was any quarrel between
them. On second thoughts, he inclined to think that he had perhaps, on
this occasion, been a little too hard on his son, and he was anxious for
some loop-hole by which he could creep out of the consequences of his
own sternness. This, however, could hardly have been guessed by his
manner, which was at least as arrogant as ever.

"It's somebody who was mixed up in the death of Edward Jacobs, sir, I
think," said Max, in a low voice. "A man who has been living down at the
East End of London disguised as a woman, and who was, I believe, at the
bottom of all the mischief."

"Man disguised as a woman?" cried Mr. Wedmore, incredulously. "What an
improbable story! And what should he do down here in my barn?"

"I think he must have come down to see Dudley, sir. We believe that it
was he who tried to drown Dudley, after he had succeeded in drowning
Edward Jacobs."

Mr. Wedmore frowned in perplexity.

"Trying to drown Dudley! What on earth should he do that for? What had
Dudley to do with him?"

"Well, sir, we don't quite know. But Dudley was acquainted with this
man, undoubtedly, though we don't know whether he knew him to be a man,
or only as Mrs. Higgs, which was the name the man went by."

"Let me see the man," said Mr. Wedmore.

And, pushing past his son, he entered the barn.

The doctor made way for him.

"He is quite dead. He must have been killed instantly," said Doctor
Haselden, as his friend came up.

Mr. Wedmore took the lantern from the man who held it, and looked at the
dead face. As he did so, his first expression of curiosity gave place to
one of perplexity, followed by a stare of intense amazement and horror.

"What is it? Do you know him?" asked Doctor Haselden, while Max, who had
followed his father in, watched with intense interest and surprise.

Mr. Wedmore did not seem to hear. He continued to look at the dead face
for some moments with an appearance of utter absorptio