CHAPTER XII. AFFIRMERS; DENIERS
I must now, before I give you the strange climax of this whole affair--figures like the figures of a dream rushing before the wind into the black mouth of the theatre blazing with light--write as honest an account as I may of the only scenes in this whole story of which I was not an eye-witness. I said in the beginning that there was one such account to be given of necessity at second hand. Here it is, and the authority for it is Helen.
Naturally enough, Helen and I have discussed the events that occurred between my running out of the flat after Hench and my encountering them as they disappeared into the gallery entrance of the Trafalgar Theatre.
They were, from certain points of view, the most important events of the whole affair, and it is lucky that it
