Chapter IX.—The Trail of Blood.About ten o'clock on the morning of the fifth day after he had interviewed the enterprising Alexandre Nation in the shop of Voisin, the barber, Guildford emerged from the street door of the office of Edward Mason, estate agent, in no very pleasant frame of mind.
He was furious with Sir Charles Carrion, for he had just been reading in that morning's newspapers lurid and exciting accounts of the extensive damage that had been done to the Albert Memorial by the exploding of a bomb there late the previous night.
It was not for one moment that he regretted the damage that had been done to the memorial, but it was in his mind that if the mentally afflicted baronet continued to go planting bombs in public places, sooner or later it was certain he would get caught,
