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第137章 ALBAN'S NARRATIVE(1)

"The information which I have obtained from Miss Jethro has been communicated to me,on the condition that I shall not disclose the place of her residence.'Let me pass out of notice (she said)as completely as if I had passed out of life;I wish to be forgotten by some,and to be unknown by others.'With this one stipulation,she left me free to write the present narrative of what passed at the interview between us.I feel that the discoveries which I have made are too important to the persons interested to be trusted to memory.

1.She Receives Me.

"Finding Miss Jethro's place of abode,with far less difficulty than I had anticipated (thanks to favoring circumstances),Istated plainly the object of my visit.She declined to enter into conversation with me on the subject of the murder at Zeeland.

"I was prepared to meet with this rebuke,and to take the necessary measures for obtaining a more satisfactory reception.

'A person is suspected of having committed the murder,'I said;'and there is reason to believe that you are in a position to say whether the suspicion is justified or not.Do you refuse to answer me,if I put the question?'

"Miss Jethro asked who the person was.

"I mentioned the name--Mr.Miles Mirabel.

"It is not necessary,and it would certainly be not agreeable to me,to describe the effect which this reply produced on Miss Jethro.After giving her time to compose herself,I entered into certain explanations,in order to convince her at the outset of my good faith.The result justified my anticipations.I was at once admitted to her confidence.

"She said,'I must not hesitate to do an act of justice to an innocent man.But,in such a serious matter as this,you have a right to judge for yourself whether the person who is now speaking to you is a person whom you can trust.You may believe that I tell the truth about others,if I begin--whatever it may cost me--by telling the truth about myself.'

2.She Speaks of Herself.

"I shall not attempt to place on record the confession of a most unhappy woman.It was the common story of sin bitterly repented,and of vain effort to recover the lost place in social esteem.

Too well known a story,surely,to be told again.

"But I may with perfect propriety repeat what Miss Jethro said to me,in allusion to later events in her life which are connected with my own personal experience.She recalled to my memory a visit which she had paid to me at Netherwoods,and a letter addressed to her by Doctor Allday,which I had read at her express request.

"She said,'You may remember that the letter contained some severe reflections on my conduct.Among other things,the doctor mentions that he called at the lodging I occupied during my visit to London,and found I had taken to flight:also that he had reason to believe I had entered Miss Ladd's service,under false pretenses.'

"I asked if the doctor had wronged her.

"She answered 'No:in one case,he is ignorant;in the other,he is right.On leaving his house,I found myself followed in the street by the man to whom I owe the shame and misery of my past life.My horror of him is not to be described in words.The one way of escaping was offered by an empty cab that passed me.Ireached the railway station safely,and went back to my home in the country.Do you blame me?'

"It was impossible to blame her--and I said so.

"She then confessed the deception which she had practiced on Miss Ladd.'I have a cousin,'she said,'who was a Miss Jethro like me.Before her marriage she had been employed as a governess.She pitied me;she sympathized with my longing to recover the character that I had lost.With her permission,I made use of the testimonials which she had earned as a teacher--I was betrayed (to this day I don't know by whom)--and I was dismissed from Netherwoods.Now you know that I deceived Miss Ladd,you may reasonably conclude that I am likely to deceive You.'

"I assured her,with perfect sincerity,that I had drawn no such conclusion.Encouraged by my reply,Miss Jethro proceeded as follows.

3.She Speaks of Mirabel.

"'Four years ago,I was living near Cowes,in the Isle of Wight--in a cottage which had been taken for me by a gentleman who was the owner of a yacht.We had just returned from a short cruise,and the vessel was under orders to sail for Cherbourg with the next tide.

"'While I was walking in my garden,I was startled by the sudden appearance Of a man (evidently a gentleman)who was a perfect stranger to me.He was in a pitiable state of terror,and he implored my protection.In reply to my first inquiries,he mentioned the inn at Zeeland,and the dreadful death of a person unknown to him;whom I recognized (partly by the deion given,and partly by comparison of dates)as Mr.James Brown.Ishall say nothing of the shock inflicted on me:you don't want to know what I felt.What I did (having literally only a minute left for decision)was to hide the fugitive from discovery,and to exert my influence in his favor with the owner of the yacht.Isaw nothing more of him.He was put on board,as soon as the police were out of sight,and was safely landed at Cherbourg.'

"I asked what induced her to run the risk of protecting a stranger,who was under suspicion of having committed a murder.

"She said,'You shall hear my explanation directly.Let us have done with Mr.Mirabel first.We occasionally corresponded,during the long absence on the continent;never alluding,at his express request,to the horrible event at the inn.His last letter reached me,after he had established himself at Vale Regis.