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a cab, and said that she came from Lady Glyde, who was then at an hotel in London, and who wished to see Mrs. Clements, for the purpose of arranging a future interview with Anne. Mrs. Clements expressed her willingness (Anne being present at the time, and entreating her to do so) to forward the object in view, especially as she was not required to be away from the house for more than half an hour at the most. She and the elderly lady (clearly Madame Fosco) then left in the cab. The lady stopped the cab, after it had driven some distance, at a shop before they got to the hotel, and begged Mrs. Clements to wait for her for a few minutes while she made a purchase that had been forgotten. She never appeared again.

After waiting some time Mrs. Clements became alarmed, and ordered the cabman to drive back to her lodgings. When she got there, after an absence of rather more than half an hour, Anne was gone.

The only information to be obtained from the people of the house was derived from the servant who waited on the lodgers. She had opened the door to a boy from the street, who had left a letter for ā€œthe young woman who lived on the second floorā€ (the part of the house which Mrs. Clements occupied). The servant had delivered the letter, had then gone downstairs, and five minutes afterwards had observed Anne open the front door and go out, dressed in her bonnet and shawl. She had probably taken the letter with her, for it was not to be found, and it was therefore impossible to tell what inducement had been offered to make her leave the house. It must have been a strong one, for she would never stir out alone in London of her own accord. If Mrs. Clements had not known this by experience nothing would have induced her to go away in the cab, even for so short a time as half an hour only.

As soon as she could collect her thoughts, the first idea that naturally occurred to Mrs. Clements was to go and make inquiries at the asylum, to which she dreaded that Anne had been taken back.

She went there the next day, having been informed of the locality in which the house was situated by Anne herself. The answer she received (her application having in all probability been made a day or two before the false Anne Catherick had really been consigned to safe keeping in the asylum) was, that no such person had been brought back there. She had then written to Mrs. Catherick at Welmingham to know if she had seen or heard anything of her daughter, and had received an answer in the negative. After that reply had reached her, she was at the end of her resources, and perfectly ignorant where else to inquire or what else to do. From that time to this she had remained in total ignorance of the cause of Anneā€™s disappearance and of the end of Anneā€™s story.

VII

Thus far the information which I had received from Mrs. Clementsā ā€”though it established facts of which I had not previously been awareā ā€”was of a preliminary character only.

It was clear that the series of deceptions which had removed Anne Catherick to London, and separated her from Mrs. Clements, had been accomplished solely by Count Fosco and the Countess, and the question whether any part of the conduct of husband or wife had been of a kind to place either of them within reach of the law might be well worthy of future consideration. But the purpose I had now in view led me in another direction than this. The immediate object of my visit to Mrs. Clements was to make some approach at least to the discovery of Sir Percivalā€™s secret, and she had said nothing as yet which advanced me on my way to that important end. I felt the necessity of trying to awaken her recollections of other times, persons, and events than those on which her memory had hitherto been employed, and when I next spoke I spoke with that object indirectly in view.

ā€œI wish I could be of any help to you in this sad calamity,ā€ I said. ā€œAll I can do is to feel heartily for your distress. If Anne had been your own child, Mrs. Clements, you could have shown her no truer kindnessā ā€”you could have made no readier sacrifices for her sake.ā€

ā€œThereā€™s no great merit in that, sir,ā€ said Mrs. Clements simply. ā€œThe poor thing was as good as my own child to me. I nursed her from a baby, sir, bringing her up by handā ā€”and a hard job it was to rear her. It wouldnā€™t go to my heart so to lose her if I hadnā€™t made her first short clothes and taught her to walk. I always said she was sent to console me for never having chick or child of my own. And now sheā€™s lost the old times keep coming back to my mind, and even at my age I canā€™t help crying about herā ā€”I canā€™t indeed, sir!ā€

I waited a little to give Mrs. Clements time to compose herself. Was the light that I had been looking for so long glimmering on meā ā€”far off, as yetā ā€”in the good womanā€™s recollections of Anneā€™s early life?

ā€œDid you know Mrs. Catherick before Anne was born?ā€ I asked.

ā€œNot very long, sirā ā€”not above four months. We saw a great deal of each other in that time, but we were never very friendly together.ā€

Her voice was steadier as she made that reply. Painful as many of her recollections might be, I observed that it was unconsciously a relief to her mind to revert to the dimly-seen troubles of the past, after dwelling so long on the vivid sorrows of the present.

ā€œWere you and Mrs. Catherick neighbours?ā€ I inquired, leading her memory on as encouragingly as I could.

ā€œYes, sirā ā€”neighbours at Old Welmingham.ā€

ā€œOld Welmingham? There are two places of that name, then, in Hampshire?ā€

ā€œWell, sir,

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