CHAPTER VIII.—RUN TO EARTH.THE following morning, at Southover’s the booksellers, Larose, making some inquiries as to books relating to India, brought round the conversation to Mr. Nile Chilcott, and found the elderly assistant who was serving him quite willing to tell him anything he knew about this particular customer.
“No, we don’t even know him by sight, sir,” said the man, “for all our business with him is done through the mail. He must be a great Sanskrit student, for he’s always interested in any books we have in that language. We send them to him on approval and he nearly always buys. He’s very interested, too, in anything written about occultism.”
“Occultism!” exclaimed Larose as if rather puzzled.
“Yes, sir, Theosophy. Does it happen to interest you?”
“Well, really, I know no
