Chapter 4

I was looking straight at John Douglas as she spoke, and I saw the last twist of the rack again. Without a word he turned and made off down the road. He went so fast that he was almost out of earshot before I regained speech. “Stop! Stop!” I screamed wildly after him. I didn’t care who heard me. “Mr. Douglas, stop! Come back!” He heard me and he did stop. I flew down the road after him, caught at his arm and fairly dragged him back to Hester. “You must come back,” I sobbed. “It’s all a mistake. Mr. Douglas; it’s al…