And if they were not
in the house at this hour of the night, where could they possibly
be? This it might mean, or--something worse.
A thousand and one possibilities, hideous, fantastic, appalling,
flashed through his mind. He was beginning to learn what Zani
Chada had meant when he had said: "I have followed your career
with interest."
At last a taxi was found, and the man instructed over the 'phone
to proceed immediately to Limehouse station. He seemed so long
in coming that when at last the cab was heard to pause outside,
Kerry could not trust himself to speak to the driver, but
directed a sergeant to give him the address. He entered silently
and closed the door.
A steady drizzle of rain was falling. It had already dispersed
the fog, so that he might hope with luck to be home within the
hour. As a matter of fact, the man performed the journey in
excellent time, but it seemed to his passenger that he could have
walked quicker, such was the gnawing anxiety within him and the
fear which prompted him to long for wings.
Instructing the cabman to wait, Kerry unlocked the front door and
entered. He had noted a light in the dining room window, and
entering, he found his wife awaiting him there.
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