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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.
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.