| about three o’clock this afternoon, shortly |
| after leaving the Imperium Club in Pall Mall, |
| Mr. Hartz was run over and instantly killed. |
| According to eye-witnesses of the accident, |
| which took place at the bottom of the Haymarket, |
| Mr. Hartz was in the act of crossing |
| from the Carlton Hotel, when he dropped his |
| umbrella in the roadway. As he stooped to |
| retrieve it he was knocked down by a newspaper |
| van belonging to the Universal Press |
| which came round the corner at that moment. |
The uncanny silence which gripped them was broken at last by Endor’s
high-pitched laugh. “First with the news as usual,” he said.
Helen could not speak.
“There is a God after all!” said Endor.
The still half-terrified eyes of Helen strayed from the ashen face of
her husband, in which a new light was breaking, to the chimneypiece and
its blue Wedgwood vase. “I wonder,” she gasped, “I wonder!”