Garrick smiled. Quite evidently she and her aunt were not exactly
in tune. He said nothing.

As for Dr. Mead he seemed really pleased, for the patient had
brightened up considerably after even the momentary glimpse he had
had of Violet. Altogether I felt that although they had seen each
other only for a moment, it had done both good. Miss Winslow's
fears had been quieted and Warrington had been encouraged by the
realisation that, in spite of its disastrous ending, his journey
had accomplished its purpose anyway.

There was, as Dr. Mead assured us, every prospect now that
Warrington would pull through after the murderous assault that had
been made on him.

We saw Miss Winslow safely off on her return trip, much relieved
by the promise of the doctor that she might call once a day to see
how the patient was getting along.

Warrington was now resting more easily than he had since the
accident and Garrick, having exhausted the possibilities of
investigation at the scene of the accident, announced that he
would return to the city.

At the railroad terminus he called up both the apartment and the
office in order to find out whether we had had any visitors during
our absence. No one had called at the apartment, but the office
boy downtown said that there was a man who had called and was
coming back again.