When he had done so he stepped back.
"Ready, Ella?" he said.
"Yes," answered the girl's soft and low voice that already Dunn
could have sworn to amidst a thousand others.
CHAPTER X
THE NEW GARDENER
"Go ahead, then," said Deede Dawson, and the great car with its
terrible burden shot away into the night.
For a moment or two Deede Dawson stood looking after it, and then
he turned and walked slowly towards the house, and mechanically Dunn
followed, the sole thought in his mind, the one idea of which he was
conscious, that of Ella driving away into the darkness with the dead
body of his murdered friend in the car behind her.
Did she--know? he asked himself. Or was she ignorant of what it
was she had with her?
It seemed to him that that question, hammering itself so awfully
upon his mind and clamouring for an answer, must soon send him mad.
And still before him floated perpetually a picture of long, dark,
lonely roads, of a rushing motor-car driven by a lovely girl, of the
awful thing hidden in the car behind her.
Dully he recognized that the opportunity for which he had watched
and waited so patiently had come and gone a dozen times, for Deede
Dawson had now quite relaxed his former wary care.
It was as though he supposed all danger over, as though in the
reaction after an enormous strain he could think of nothing but the
immediate relief.
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