Gundolph Lane.
It was from Henry Maddison Dunbar to William Balderby, and it consisted
of these words:--
"_Pray come to me directly, at the George, Winchester. A very awful
event has happened; and I am in great trouble and perplexity. Bring a
lawyer with you. Let my daughter know that I shall not come to London
for some days_."
All this time the body of the murdered man lay on a long table in a
darkened chamber at the Foresters' Arms.
The rigid outline of the corpse was plainly visible under the linen
sheet that shrouded it; but the door of the dread chamber was locked,
and no one was to enter until the coming of the coroner.
Meanwhile the Foresters' Arms did more business than had been done there
in the same space of time within the memory of man. People went in and
out, in and out, all through the long morning; little groups clustered
together in the bar, discoursing in solemn under-tones; and other groups
straggled on the seemed as if every living creature in Winchester was
talking of the murder that had been done in the grove near St. Cross.
Henry Dunbar sat in his own room, waiting for an answer to the
telegraphic message.
CHAPTER X.
LAURA DUNBAR.
While these things had been happening between London and Southampton,
Laura Dunbar, the banker's daughter, had been anxiously waiting the
coming of her father.
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