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Cole； though frightened； went down on his knees； and got the bag； and started to run the other way。
But almost at the first step he ran against a man； who was running toward him。
Both were staggered by the shock； and almost knocked down。
But the man recovered himself first； and seized Cole with a grip of iron。
When Coventry had run a few steps he recovered his judgment so far as to recollect that this would lay him open to suspicion。 He left off running； and walked briskly instead。
Presently the great door of the works was opened； and the porter appeared crying wildly for help； and that the place was on fire。
The few people that were about made a rush； and Coventry； driven by an awful curiosity； went in with them； for why should he be suspected any more than they？
He had not gone in half a minute when Mr。 Ransome arrived with several policemen； and closed the doors at once against all comers。
Strange to say； the last explosion had rung the bell in the police… office； hence this prompt appearance of the police。
The five or six persons who got in with Coventry knew nothing； and ran hither and thither。 Coventry； better informed； darted at once to Little's quarters； and there beheld an awful sight； the roof presented the appearance of a sieve： of the second floor little remained but a few of the joists； and these were most of them broken and stood on and across each other； like a hedgehog's bristles。
In Little's room； a single beam in the center； with a fragment of board； kept its place； but the joists were all dislocated or broken in two； and sticking up here and there in all directions： huge holes had been blown in the walls of both rooms and much of the contents of the rooms blown out by them； so vast were these apertures； that it seemed wonderful how the structure hung together； the fog was as thick in the dismembered and torn building as outside； but a large gas…pipe in Little's room was wrenched into the form of a snake and broken； and the gas set on fire and flaring； so that the devastation was visible； the fireplace also hung on； heaven knows how。
Coventry cast his eyes round； and recoiled with horror at what he had done： his foot struck something； it was the letter…box； full of letters； still attached to the broken door。 By some instinct of curiosity he stooped and peered。 There was one letter addressed 〃Grace Carden。〃
〃He tried to open the box： he could not： he gave it a wrench； it was a latticed box； and came to pieces。 He went down the stairs with the fragments and the letters in his hand； feet approached； and he heard a voice close to him say； 〃This way； Mr。 Ransome； for God's sake！〃 A sort of panic seized him； he ran back； and in his desperation jumped on to the one beam that was standing； and from that through the open wall； and fell on the soft mud by the river bank。 Though the ground was soft； the descent shook him and imbedded him so deeply he could not extricate himself for some time。 But terror lends energy； and he was now thoroughly terrified： he thrust the letters in his pocket； and； being an excellent swimmer； dashed at once into the river； but he soon found it choked up with masonry and debris of every kind： he coasted this； got into the stream； and swam across to the other side。 Then taking the lowest and darkest streets； contrived at last to get home； wet and filthy； and quaking。
Ransome and his men examined the shattered building within and without； but no trace could be found of any human being； alive or dead。
Then they got to the river…side with lights； and here they found foot…marks。 Ransome set men to guard these from being walked over。
Attention was soon diverted from these。 Several yards from the torn building； a woman was found lying all huddled together on a heap of broken masonry。 She was in her night…dress； and a counterpane half over her。 Her forehead and head were bleeding； and she was quite insensible。 The police recognized her directly。 It was Jael Dence。
She was alive； though insensible； and Ransome had her conveyed at once to the infirmary。
〃Bring more lights to the water…side；〃 said he： 〃the explosion has acted in that direction。〃
Many torches were brought。 Keen eyes scanned the water。 One or two policemen got out upon the ruins of the chimney； and went ankle…deep in water。 But what they sought could not be found。 Ransome said he was glad of it。 Everybody knew what he meant。
He went back to Little's room； and examined it minutely。 In the passage he found a card…case。 It was lying on the door。 Ransome took it up mechanically； and put it in his pocket。 He did not examine it at this time： he took for granted it was Little's。 He asked one of his men whether a man had not been seen in that room。 The officer said； 〃Yes。〃
〃Did he come down？〃
〃No； and I can't think how he got out。〃
〃It is plain how he got out； and that accounts for something I observed in the mud。 Now； Williams； you go to my place for that stuff I use to take the mold of footprints。 Bring plenty。 Four of you scour the town； and try and find out who has gone home with river…mud on his shoes or trousers。 Send me the porter。〃
When the porter came； he asked him whether Mr。 Little had slept in the works。
The porter could not say for certain。
〃Well； but what was his habit？〃
〃He always slept here of late。〃
〃Where did you see him last？〃
〃I let him into the works。〃
〃When？〃
〃I should think about seven o'clock。〃
〃Did you let him out again？〃
〃No； Mr。 Ransome。〃
〃Perhaps you might； and not recollect。 Pray think。〃
The porter shook his head。
〃Are you sure you did not let him out？〃
〃I am quite sure of that。〃
〃Then the Lord have mercy on his soul！〃
CHAPTER XXXIII。
That was Grace Carden's first anonymous letter。 Its contents curdled her veins with poison。 The poor girl sat pale and benumbed； turning the letter in her hand； and reading the fatal words over and over again。
There was a time when she would have entirely disbelieved this slander； but now she remembered； with dismay； how many things had combined to attach Henry to Jael Dence。 And then the letter stated such hard facts； facts unknown to her； but advanced positively。
But what terrified her most was that Henry had so lately told her Jael Dence loved him best。
Yet her tossed and tortured mind laid hold of this comfort； that not the man only； but the woman too； were loyal； faithful spirits。 Could they both have changed？ Appearances are deceitful； and might have deceived this anonymous writer。
After hours of mere suffering； she began to ask herself what she should do？
Her first feminine impulse was to try and find out the truth without Henry's aid。
But no； on second thoughts she would be open and loyal； show Henry the letter； and ask him to tell her how much truth； if any； there was in it。
The agony she endured was a lesson to her。 Now she knew what jealousy was； and saw at once she could not endure its torments。 She thought to herself he was quite right to make her dismiss Mr。 Coventry； and he must dismiss Jael； she should insist on it。
This resolution formed； she lived on thorns； awaiting Henry Little's next visit。