DURING the time that Martha was so strenuously and skilfully weaving her web around the Hon. Randolph Pym, d**k Jopling and the stranger who had been conducted to the cottage by Pym were seated in the garden, discussing the murder of Mr. Lacey.
There was nothing very remarkable about the stranger, excepting, perhaps, his eyes. They were grey-blue, small and sleepy-looking. Any one given to noting details of human features would have conceived the impression that the owner of these deep- sunk, dreamy-looking eyes was a non-observant man, and much given to introspection. But they were emissitious eyes and saw much. The face was clean-shaved; the eyebrows somewhat shaggy; the chin and mouth of the type usually associated with physical courage and strong will power. For the rest the stranger
