And that Walter would spend
either time or thought on Deede Dawson did not appear in any way
probable.
To Rupert, therefore, it seemed certain that Deede Dawson could know
nothing as yet. But all the same it was an immense relief to see
the house again and to know that in a few moments he would be there.
He tied up the mare to a convenient tree, and with eyes that were
quick and alert and every nerve and muscle ready for all emergencies,
he drew near the house.
All was still and quiet, no smoke came from the chimneys, there was
no sign of life or movement anywhere. For a moment he hesitated
and then made his way round to the back, hoping to find Mrs.
Barker there and perhaps obtain from her information as to the
whereabouts of Deede Dawson and of Ella and her mother.
For it seemed to him it would be his best plan to get the two women
quietly out of the way if he could possibly do so before making any
attempt to deal with Deede Dawson or letting him know of his return.
For the mere fact that he was back again so soon would show at once
that something had gone seriously wrong, and once Deede Dawson knew
that, he would be, Rupert well realized, in a very desperate and
reckless mood and ripe for committing any mischief that he could.
Cautiously Rupert opened the back door and found himself in the
stone-paved passage that ran between the kitchen and the scullery
and pantry.
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