altogether at this point. She had evidently suddenly realised that
the lady was not insane, but only in great despair, and that people
in such a state will often seek death, particularly if any weapon
is left conveniently within their reach.

"What did this gentleman look like?" asked Muller, to start her
talking again. She described her tenant as very tall and stout
with a long beard slightly mixed with grey. She had never seen
his eyes, for he wore smoked glasses.

"Did you notice anything peculiar about his face?"

"No, nothing except that his beard was ver heavy and almost covered
his face."

"Could you see his cheeks at all?"

"No, or else I didn't notice."

"Did he leave nothing that might enable us to find
him?"

"No, sir, nothing. Or yes, perhaps, but I don't suppose that will
be any good."

"What was it? What do you mean?"

"It gave him a good deal of trouble to get the lady into the wagon,
because she had fainted again. He lost his glove in doing it. I
have it down stairs in my room, for I sleep down stairs again since